I hate deer...and deer hate me!!

Sparkles

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*mini-rant warning*

Ran in to a relative of Britannia today. Literally!

Having a lovely merry canter out hacking on Mr.Reliablehairycob along where we usually do...till a bloody deer shot out the rape next to us and straight into us. Needless to say [for the first time in living history] Hairycob was mildly surprised at the incoming arrival and **** himself and flew sideways with said deer jumping every direction still to not get trodden on. He then tripped over his own legs/feather and fell down the drop into the plough. We hit the deck, not sure if he went fully down or not, landed straight on my head on a huge plough mound and then stupidly decided to not let go....of Hairy cob. The Hench. Which then resulted in scratching my arm across said plough but luckily hairycob was a gent and just stopped. Queue a couple of minutes face down with a mouthful of dirt seeing stars, then got back up and then realised the next problem....no saddle as we were bareback so had to try vaulting on which I've not done in frigging ages. Luckily hairy just stood there sighing at me and at about attempt #5 of vaulting managed to do it. Was worrying I was going to have a v.long walk back on our own!!!

Gah. Anywho. My hat is now broken [the two inner and outer parts move seperately :s] and my last pair of decent jods are now ripped.

Hairy cob is fine though!

I detest deer, there's far too many of them here and would quite gladly shoot them all the little buggers.
That said, with my shooting skills [lamping > me > gun > rabbit = shot a tree! Rabbit carried on eating and didn't even flinch as my aim was that bad haha], so they really would have nothing to worry about!

One of them days where I now wish I'd stayed in bed and never gotten up :/ Bad mood, headache and pissed off that of all the horses here...I fall off hairycob, HAIRYCOB!! Think I'm the one that needs shooting for the shame of falling off him.

GAH.

I want jelly tots. And alcohol.

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Hmmm....Alcoholic jelly tots?! :p
 
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Ha, we have lots of dear but my old pony used to chase after them!!!!!!
He was a bit of a lad "oh let's chase the deer it will be fun" or " yeah let's jump the five bar gate for sh*ts and giggles".

Sometimes we used to send out whoever was riding the most bombproof horse to canter round the field first and scare out all the deer before we went :)
 
You've just described my little pony mare down to a tee! lmao. She used to love sheperding the sheep in the summer....you used to just sit there and she'd cut them all up etc like a bloody cowhorse.
And the gate thing....she just did that at a hunter trial the other week. haha....they were meant to open and close the gate but she locked on and went ahead and jumped it!! Woopsy.

Hairycob is our most bombproof horse lmao. Shows even they can surprise you sometimes.
 
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