Kenzo
Well-Known Member
We encountered something Mr M has never seen before....*drum roll*
A pony & trap!
Coming back through the village and up comes one of those big monster looking tractors with a trailer on the back, didnt batter an eye lid when it past but right behind that approaching us was lovely pretty grey pony trotting along merrily in its trap.
Mr M grew a few hands, head came up, eye on stalks, could feel his body starting to freeze in anticipation so I thought eh up here we go
, so I shouted politely with a smile to the gentleman driving the trap, hes never seen one of those before (hint hint
.slow down into a walk while you pass me pleeeease) but no, he kept on trotting past, Mr M turned himself inside out, spun in wards and up the grass verge which he stumbled up and nearly put me in the hedge (thanks Mr M, its one of the reasons I love you so much
) so asked the guy if he could just stand a moment and let my horse look at it so he could soak it up before he continued.
So next time hes either going to be more or less ok, or hell be 10 times worse, wish me luck!
Ideally we need to bump into it on a regular basis so he gets used to it but unfortunately its not always a safe environment (being on the roads) to get him used to them when cars are about but hey ho the joys of horse riding an all!
The more scary thought is, early Sunday mornings out of the village that is, on the lanes the travellers sometimes role up with a few horse boxes and whip their trotters out, they do that racing, now there is not a chance in hell of them pulling up for little old me if they come thundering down the road as fast as the poor things can go, Ill be a gonna then.
Anyone else had similar experiances?
A pony & trap!
Coming back through the village and up comes one of those big monster looking tractors with a trailer on the back, didnt batter an eye lid when it past but right behind that approaching us was lovely pretty grey pony trotting along merrily in its trap.
Mr M grew a few hands, head came up, eye on stalks, could feel his body starting to freeze in anticipation so I thought eh up here we go
So next time hes either going to be more or less ok, or hell be 10 times worse, wish me luck!
Ideally we need to bump into it on a regular basis so he gets used to it but unfortunately its not always a safe environment (being on the roads) to get him used to them when cars are about but hey ho the joys of horse riding an all!
The more scary thought is, early Sunday mornings out of the village that is, on the lanes the travellers sometimes role up with a few horse boxes and whip their trotters out, they do that racing, now there is not a chance in hell of them pulling up for little old me if they come thundering down the road as fast as the poor things can go, Ill be a gonna then.
Anyone else had similar experiances?