JAK
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Put stupid rubber saddle & bridle on SWO & plonk MD on top, all fine! Toddle slowly round, all fine! Tell MD to 'touch' her with her legs as she's tells her to 'walk on'...just as pony's concentration is on youngster in adjoining field! Oops!
Pony go ping! MD (no stirrups, as not practical really, due to her long legs!) stays on pretty well but exits rapidly out the side door on 3rd lightening speed pirouette! Lands on back & elbow & inbetween gasping for air, swears at pony, at mother & anyone else who's listening!
Heartless mother says brightly "Getting back on?" MD, clutching ribs through stylish Racesafe BP & trying to remember just how it is you actually do inhale & exhale, waves a pathetic hand in air & says valiantly "Just.......*gasp*.......give me a mo......I'll be with you in a second..!"
Heaves herself back on & is walked round with father - pony has ears flat on head, with a clear dilemma between "Sorry mate, you caught me by surprise a bit!" & "Serve you right, you fat c*w!" going on!
To her credit, pony did seem startled & only put in 'half-strength' (for her!) bucks & having deposited her rider, instead of continuing to plunge wildly round the school like a rodeo escapee, actually stopped dead on the second "Whoa, stand" command (no doubt at the authority in mother's voice, due to as much to said mother's great concern for the rather nice Jefferies bridle she was wearing, as much as concern for the pony! lol) & stood stock still, with a slightly "Oh-oh, I've made a boo-boo!" expression on her face!
Trusting mother then plonks littlest disabled daughter on board, who is waving arms & shouting "I don't wanna, I don't wanna!", having just seen her sister reach a speed approaching mach 1 on the way to the ground but mother is having none of it & after wicked parental threats of pony being sold to MacDonalds if nobody playes with it etc., child is wrestled into hat & BP & dumped onboard! (She wasn't really scared btw, I'm not that cruel! Ha ha!)
Pony gives big sigh & trundles round next to father, giving happy little snorts of approval & looking the picture of innocence! (Does pony equivalent of poking tongue out & smirking at MD as she passes but we let that go....!)
Persuade poor disabled bratling to try 'touching' her with her legs as she tells her 'walk on' & initially pony freezes, ears flicking frantically back & forth as she assesses the situation, before deciding 'small child is ok' & moving tentatively forwards!
On the tenth squeeze of 'walk on', pony is getting the idea & moving off confidently!
Hurrah - success - & we only had one grazed elbow & some bad language at the end of it! Pony is becoming 'small child' aware, so we still have hopes of 'setting her free' in the school one day, with reins & everything!
Pony go ping! MD (no stirrups, as not practical really, due to her long legs!) stays on pretty well but exits rapidly out the side door on 3rd lightening speed pirouette! Lands on back & elbow & inbetween gasping for air, swears at pony, at mother & anyone else who's listening!
Heartless mother says brightly "Getting back on?" MD, clutching ribs through stylish Racesafe BP & trying to remember just how it is you actually do inhale & exhale, waves a pathetic hand in air & says valiantly "Just.......*gasp*.......give me a mo......I'll be with you in a second..!"
Heaves herself back on & is walked round with father - pony has ears flat on head, with a clear dilemma between "Sorry mate, you caught me by surprise a bit!" & "Serve you right, you fat c*w!" going on!
To her credit, pony did seem startled & only put in 'half-strength' (for her!) bucks & having deposited her rider, instead of continuing to plunge wildly round the school like a rodeo escapee, actually stopped dead on the second "Whoa, stand" command (no doubt at the authority in mother's voice, due to as much to said mother's great concern for the rather nice Jefferies bridle she was wearing, as much as concern for the pony! lol) & stood stock still, with a slightly "Oh-oh, I've made a boo-boo!" expression on her face!
Trusting mother then plonks littlest disabled daughter on board, who is waving arms & shouting "I don't wanna, I don't wanna!", having just seen her sister reach a speed approaching mach 1 on the way to the ground but mother is having none of it & after wicked parental threats of pony being sold to MacDonalds if nobody playes with it etc., child is wrestled into hat & BP & dumped onboard! (She wasn't really scared btw, I'm not that cruel! Ha ha!)
Pony gives big sigh & trundles round next to father, giving happy little snorts of approval & looking the picture of innocence! (Does pony equivalent of poking tongue out & smirking at MD as she passes but we let that go....!)
Persuade poor disabled bratling to try 'touching' her with her legs as she tells her 'walk on' & initially pony freezes, ears flicking frantically back & forth as she assesses the situation, before deciding 'small child is ok' & moving tentatively forwards!
On the tenth squeeze of 'walk on', pony is getting the idea & moving off confidently!
Hurrah - success - & we only had one grazed elbow & some bad language at the end of it! Pony is becoming 'small child' aware, so we still have hopes of 'setting her free' in the school one day, with reins & everything!
