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 Posted: Wed Jul 14th, 2010 04:22 pm
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goranbockman



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 How I miss those evenings when us riders, who kept our horses in the same barn, would sit down together over a glass of wine, and tell each other stories of our experiences with this or that horse. I would like this to be a thread where we all share our horse tales; I'll go first.

I was trying to load a horse, that I had received for training, onto a transport. The horse was unwilling and I eventually realized that coaxing alone wasn't going to do the trick. So I locked hands with another guy, applying them under the tail of the horse, and we started to push and heave him forward, step by small step.

Allowing this was apparently very unnerving to the horse, who was blowing hard, but wasn't doing anything vicious, like kicking. His body was as stiff as a log, but when I applied my shoulder to his rear he suddenly relaxed. I was wearing a new, expensive jacket with big open pockets, and I had been considering taking it off, as I was getting rather hot from the work. However, as I felt him relax I didn't bother, thinking we would soon have done with the task.

Just then I felt a hot and wet wind wooshing past my ear, swiftly followed by a rapid stream of horse's apples, neatly landing in my jacket pocket. I usually don't much mind the smell of horse dung, but this was something else. I gagged and had to back off. Having finished his business the damn horse calmly took the few remaining steps into the transport, and my friend was rolling on the ground laughing his guts out, as I went and chucked my jacket in the bin.l1 r1



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