RunToEarth
Well-Known Member
I have honestly not been this angry in such a long time.
My friends had gone down into town today shopping, I stayed at uni to revise. One of them came back, the other had gone upto the yard with some guys to check on her horse.
My friend came back and told me that my supposed good friend had bought some water based paint. She was going to catch my horse, paint his white bits and I wouldn't have a clue until she had put the picture on facebook and tagged me in it, what a hilarious prank for her and her stupid mates.
Asides from the fact that Oshk is obviously hugely sensitive (photosensitive, can't be washed with any kinds of strong shampoos, hair falls out easily, completely wuss horse!) I wonder how much common sense you would have to lack to think that painting anyone's horse is remotely funny- this girl owns her own horse, is she completely brain dead?
Luckily my other friend had the common sense to tell me, and I honestly hit the roof with anger- I have never felt so protective over my horse before, I was completely shaking with anger.
I arrived at the yard to see paints outside my stable, and walked around to my field just as she was catching MY horse, and she giggled with her postgrad boy mates thinking it was completely funny, and said something along the lines of "oh R, we were just about to play painting by numbers with your horse" all sarcastic and completely smug.
I had, by this time lost all other cares for anything including our so called friendship, all I wanted was to get my horse as far away from possible from the rest of the world.
I honestly can't believe what I did next because it is completely out of character but I marched upto her, slapped her across the face, not a word, and walked off with my horse.
Completely feel horrible for hitting her, but I daren't even think how I would have reacted if she had actually PAINTED my horse, afterthoughs on the matter have been a can of paint stripper to her car or to just pin her down and shave all of her hair off, I've never felt this much anger towards another person in my life. Thank god he goes home on Wednesday.
My friends had gone down into town today shopping, I stayed at uni to revise. One of them came back, the other had gone upto the yard with some guys to check on her horse.
My friend came back and told me that my supposed good friend had bought some water based paint. She was going to catch my horse, paint his white bits and I wouldn't have a clue until she had put the picture on facebook and tagged me in it, what a hilarious prank for her and her stupid mates.
Asides from the fact that Oshk is obviously hugely sensitive (photosensitive, can't be washed with any kinds of strong shampoos, hair falls out easily, completely wuss horse!) I wonder how much common sense you would have to lack to think that painting anyone's horse is remotely funny- this girl owns her own horse, is she completely brain dead?
Luckily my other friend had the common sense to tell me, and I honestly hit the roof with anger- I have never felt so protective over my horse before, I was completely shaking with anger.
I arrived at the yard to see paints outside my stable, and walked around to my field just as she was catching MY horse, and she giggled with her postgrad boy mates thinking it was completely funny, and said something along the lines of "oh R, we were just about to play painting by numbers with your horse" all sarcastic and completely smug.
I had, by this time lost all other cares for anything including our so called friendship, all I wanted was to get my horse as far away from possible from the rest of the world.
I honestly can't believe what I did next because it is completely out of character but I marched upto her, slapped her across the face, not a word, and walked off with my horse.
Completely feel horrible for hitting her, but I daren't even think how I would have reacted if she had actually PAINTED my horse, afterthoughs on the matter have been a can of paint stripper to her car or to just pin her down and shave all of her hair off, I've never felt this much anger towards another person in my life. Thank god he goes home on Wednesday.