my little sister is definitely my dad's daughter. she wears cowboy boots and goes to gun shows. she loves country music and ever since i can remember she has been obsessed with horses. she owns four. four horses! every morning is spent feeding them. every weekend is spent riding them at westernairs. i support her hobby from a distance. honestly horses scare me a little bit. i dont mind a causal ride, but i dont like it when they run! and i dont really know what im doing. soooo...the other day my friend matt wanted to ride. i told my sister i would come if i could ride on the back with her and she said that was fine. there werent really any rules since she was in control, basically just hold on and whatever you do, DO NOT put pressure under his stomach by his back legs. ok. i can handle that. apparently the horse will buck if you kick him in that certain spot, so the whole time i was completely conscious of where my legs were. we go for a casual ride at sunset. i was totally enjoying myself. until...
we are almost home, and there is a little area that went downhill and im not really sure if i put my legs in the wrong spot or exactly what happened, but all i know is our horse, blitz, started bucking. and spinning, and bucking and im yelling. and we were flung off the horse and the next i knew we were laying on the ground and blitz had ran away. while i checked on jackie, matt went chasing after blitz. jackie was whining and in pain. but conscious. i asked her what hurt, she said her hip. we just laid there as i tried calling dad. after a few minutes matt comes back riding woody (the horse we was riding) and he had blitz!!! jackie got up and jumped on the horse. just fine. they rode back to the house together and....well....i walked. i cant believe i almost gave in to the enjoyment of horse back riding.
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So much drama it almost sounds like it could be a movie!;o)
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