I missed two weeks of riding because of school stuff. Lynn sent us an email about their ride one weekend. It is too funny not to publish and record on our riding blog! So here it is:
Today started out just a little off. First when catching the boys, Buster and Ziggy, and while haltering Buster, he and Brady enjoyed a granola bar, then I haltered Ziggy. Ziggy did not get one and he knew it. While heading to the gate he bit Buster twice! Ziggy does not do that, that would be Star the old grump, the curmudgeon. We hooked up, which took about five tries which is also a little off. Then we saddled up and loaded up.
We get to our destination, the cul-de-sac at end the paved part of Hennessey Rd. All is fine… so I think. We unload. I notice Ziggy has his head in the clouds looking up the road. Then he starts wheeling back and forth and seems very uneasy. We continue to get ready. He even got a swift kick in the belly, which he did not even notice. The thought of getting knocked to the ground while trying to tack up went through my mind. Sometimes he is just big, most times he is just normal, well maybe a little taller than everyone else. I am in the horse trailer's tack room and I hear Mom yell, "Lynn, Lynn! Your horse is leaving with out you!" Yep, there he goes headed up the road. Head up, going to go see what the heck. I run and I am trying to grab the lead rope that he is dragging. I missed a couple of times. Finally I get my foot on the rope and get him stopped just up the dirt road. Ah I see, cows and lots of them, all in the bushes and one was coming right down the road has now stopped dead in her tracks. It’s a stand off, but not for long. Back to the trailer you big dummy. We had quite the discussion with me doing all the talking and you know I was calling him an idiot, it’s just cows, you see them all the time.
So finally able to mount up. Then trying to proceed down the road to where our trail takes off up the hill. And immediately I know I forgot my spurs. Crap. Oh well I was not going back. A slap on the butt a few times seems to be working. The lead brockle face cow is now off the side of the road and of course Ziggy and I had to go see it up close and personal. I really think Ziggy was embarrassed. We had a great ride to the top. We turned left up the road. We hear dogs barking. Two older men were getting fire wood. They were quickly getting their three Pomeranians into the cab of the truck, as Happy is running hackles up towards them, but tail wagging like mad. Haley said ya, what ever …we’re on a mission to somewhere, and I don’t even care about your dogs or you I have stuff to do. I hollered at them, saying we will hurry, as they were rolling big rounds 18 inches or so in diameter and about 3-4 feet long, down the hill and onto the road and loading them into a trailer. I am sure that big flying round things would have but us on edge again. We trotted on by saying hi. We went up the road, down past the lake and on to a lower road. We then turned right on our new trail, and down the hill, it’s a great day. At the bottom road we took a water and granola bar break. For some reason I could not quit my coughing fits that had started earlier in the day. So now my nose is running, no paper towels a.k.a. snot rags new or used in any pockets. Toilet paper works, just does not last for this type of job.
The rest of the day was uneventful, until Ziggy tripped, going too fast down hill forgot to pick up his feet, I yelled at him and he turned his head around to me, his lips just a poppin' at me. I told him that he better not back sass me! I swear he rolled his eyes like “whatever!”. We un-tacked , blanketed the horses and loaded up. With us and dogs loaded up in the pickup, down the hill we go. Half way down the hill I look over and Mom still has on her helmet, and of course cocked to one side, it was a hoot. What a beautiful sunny day.
Arrive and unload at home. Jupiter let us know he was not happy being left home and whinnied for the boys when we arrived home. I chuckled--here's this all machismo horse with a very high pitched whinny…. Too cute. Next time Jupiter!
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