Lynn and Alisa went off horse shopping in Oregon. I guess they met two really nice cowboys (young & working hard) with horses for sale. Green horses. Alisa was looking at nice horse named Tommy and the boys decided to take them for a ride. Either Lynn picked out or one of the boys picked out roan for her to ride. He seemed nice--one of those pocket nuzzlers. Then she got on. Well, then they went a wild ride in the pickup to the trail head and then she got on. Anyway, immediately she knew he wasn't "right." It's my understanding that when everyone else headed out on the trail, this one turned around and headed back, bucking to beat the band. Lynn said she thought she might have stayed on for five seconds, but we all know that's not long enough for a score. Sorry, cowgirl, as the announcers say. (:
Then one of the boys rode him, I guess the roan didn't have as many hops left in him, because the cowboy made his eight seconds when he took off bucking again. (I'm sure that's what it was, Lynn.) I didn't hear much about Tommy--I guess he was sweet and behaved himself, but I did hear then about the paint that was Lynn's substitute. He didn't want to go down an embankment and through a little creek. So Lynn had to walk and coax him through it and get her boots wet (but at least she didn't fall back down the slope into the water, which also became a possibility). So did the cowboy have to make the paint go?
On the phone I heard a lot about "stick-necked" horses and the desire to swear (something Lynn never does). I probably would have said how pretty they were or something equally inane about the horses, which would have given Lynn an opportunity to say, "Pretty is as pretty does." However, she did say she would take any of our horses over any of theirs--even Indy, which is saying a lot!!
Poor Lynn, not a good day ahorseback. But a good day for Ziggy, because in comparision, he looks better and better. (I think his probation is probably over!) Again, I don't know much about Tommy, but I heard Al is hanging in there. (:
No Score and I am Sore! Guess I am no cowgirl. The roan is the one that would not cross water and gave Michael a run for his money, Michael won. He deffinitely stayed on the eight seconds and in my (your) saddle. The Paint was a stumble bum... lord I thought I was going to end up at the bottom of the mountain. Tommy was ok, nice laid back. But I did not see Alisa light up when she looked at him. But she sure did with Al. Three Cheers for AL!!!
ReplyDeleteJenna Rae told me, "you can't call yourself a cowgirl until you've been bucked off." I would say you're a definite cowgirl!
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