Well I rode Dana on Friday but would you believe it was raining?
But I still rode her. I walked around the arena practicing straightness and trying to do a turn on the forehand. Sort of worked....except arnt the front feet supposed to stay rooted in the spot and the tail end move?? Oh well......
Then I rode her on Saturday. It was a nice day so I took her out and her owners sheepdog Stone, followed.
Now Dana and Stone and Stone's girlfreind Deana (yes including Delta they are all names starting with D
)....Dont really like each other. I've been lunging Dana and they try to herd her and eventually she snaps and rears up and tramples them with the front end and boots them out the back.
So as soon as I saw Stone I thought drats!! So Dana's going along getting cranky, baring her teeth. We get up past the cemetary like half a kilometer from home and she snapped.
She lept up in the air as Stone shot behind her and BUCKED
Even more surprising is that I stayed onboard!!!!
Didnt even loose a stirrup!!
Then the gaurd dogs at the areodrome spotted Stone and the gaurd dog's got puppies so this psycho bitch comes out and chases Stone all the way home.
The rest of the ride was pretty uneventful except I wana ask you guys something (yes I know your out there reading my blog)
I was riding Dana back and she was all egaer beaver to get home when suddenly she hits the skids. And this horsebox come flying out of nowhere like a bat outa hell and it was toeing a two horse float with THREE horses in it, young TB 2 or 3 year olds, who looked tottaly petrified. One squealed out to Dana and Dana replied and I had a heck of a time holding her down coz she was gona chase them down the street.
Now is that suss or what??