Hovis_and_SidsMum
Well-Known Member
My evil evil instructor gave me another lesson last night on one of her horses in a dressage saddle - which I'd never ridden in before. How on earth do you dressage ladies and gents ride in one? They are like torture contraptions! Admittedly I usually ride like John Wayne so the idea was to correct that - and boy it worked! She then made me do 30 mins in the evil thing with no stirrups. I hurt in places I didn't know it was possible to hurt.
Then to top the evening off Hovis, obviously jealous, decided mid grooming session to pick up the wooden handled brush out of his grooming kit and throw it at me. I was too engrossed in the pain in my legs so thus didn't respond with my customary lightening reactions so it walloped me full in the cheek bone. I swear the little git sniggered.
So today I look like John Wayne after a fight in some dodgy saloon. Oh and went to put my jumper on this morning and found he'd snotted right down the back of it.
Sometime i think someone is trying to tell me something....
Then to top the evening off Hovis, obviously jealous, decided mid grooming session to pick up the wooden handled brush out of his grooming kit and throw it at me. I was too engrossed in the pain in my legs so thus didn't respond with my customary lightening reactions so it walloped me full in the cheek bone. I swear the little git sniggered.
So today I look like John Wayne after a fight in some dodgy saloon. Oh and went to put my jumper on this morning and found he'd snotted right down the back of it.
Sometime i think someone is trying to tell me something....
