Monday, November 1, 2010

Chapter 19 - My Life: Riding Daisy




Let's see...I've told you about Billy, the bull and Comanche, the first horse we had, but I still have adventures to share about the rest of the animals that were around when I was growing up.  We had seventeen Black Angus, two Shetland ponies (Rebel and Destry), seven horses (Rocket, a handsome gelding with a creme colored mane, tail, forelock, Cochese, a Tennessee Walker, Judy, a black Morgan mare, Daisy Mae, a paint, Daisy's foal, Star, Sandy, my Palomino and last to come on board was Perty Hal, an ex-pacer.)  Oh, and how could I forget Clarence, the barn kitty???  Boy, did I ever get in trouble over him!  Don't miss that one!!!


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This adventure took place in very early Spring, perhaps late Winter.  I know most of you know the importance of exercising horses after they've "wintered over".  However, apparently I did NOT...not back when I was a teenager anyway.  I remember this happened while I was a freshman in college only because I can visualize the look on my professor's face when I entered the class and took my seat.  He was NOT happy.



Well, we might as well get on with it.  My cousin, my Uncle and I had gone over to the field where we would sometimes keep the horses so they had more room to run, roam and graze.  Now this is important.  Picture in your mind, acres and acres of open field with Junipers scattered throughout.  The far side of the field bordered the gravel road, which had a pretty decent incline and then turned to the left almost in a 90 degree angle and a huge open area lie at the top of the trail/road.  The barn-type shelter located right near the gravel driveway in front of the open fields.  You could, in fact, from the gravel road  almost think that the fields below were sunken, if you will. 



While my Uncle tended to whatever he was working on, I decided that I wanted to take Daisy Mae, who was a quarter horse, for a little workout.  I remember someone telling me to use a saddle and bridle on her since she hadn't been ridden all winter.  I should have listened.  Are you familiar with the expression "in one ear and out the other"?  I am.  Because for some unknown reason I decided to simply use a halter with lead ropes and ride her bareback. 



So, right about now, I can imagine what's going through your mind.  You might as well just say it.  I've listed a few thoughts for you, so feel free to take your pick:



Let the games begin!  Are you kidding me?  Your guess is as good as mine.  What are you, stupid?!!



(to be continued)











5 comments:

varunner said...

Ah, no worries. We've all been there ;-)

Tiggeriffic said...

Well, I can imagine how the story ends.. but I was thinking of the saying ~ one short sentence ~ "Hello~ can you hear me now?"
Looking forward to tomorrow... ta ta for now..

Anonymous said...

This is a cliff-hanger!
I hope you didn't land on your noggin!





EB

Joycee said...

My ride included a saddle that slid sideways, spooked my horse and ended several years later with two back surgeries...anything close to yours?

forestwalk/laura k said...

...seems like everyone has an idea as to what happens next???

i never had a horse...never spent time around horses...so i have no clue!!

hmmmm...but whatever happened...it doesn't sound too good. uh-oh...sometimes...we just have to learn lessons the hard way...OUR way...and then put up with those "i told you so's" afterward!

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