She is very blessed to have survived.Yeah, LOL, when I was a youngster my sister had horses. I was still quite small so she put me on a shetland pony which is a tiny horse. I was so happy to ride the horses like she did but was a little nervous. Immediately I tried to get the horse to walk, it began to run. And then it veered straight into the woods and under a low branch that was just low enough to catch me in the mid section. Needless to say I was knocked off.
I didn't get on another horse until I was around 25 years old and it was like one of those clydesdale horses, but my sister held onto the reigns and walked us around in a circle. I had fun and that was about how much control I wanted to have on that beast of a horse. I'm happy just to watch other people ride them.My sister has had troubles with them also being the owner, one time she was kicked in the chest by one and barely survived. Thankfully she's doing well. But wow! Just wow!
Years ago I went to a riding stable with friends. Shortly into the ride one of the hands decided to feed the stabled horses.
Big mistake. My friends horses were fine. But apparently, my horse was hungry and smelled the grain.
He took off at high speed and I'm gripping on for dear life. He headed for a low tree branch and I laid back so my head was bumping off his backside. I saw that branch go over us right where my head would have been.
The owner caught the horse as he ran into the open coral. I wanted off do horsie could eat, but he admonished the horse with a snack and sent us back out.
I apologized to the horse for the owners behavior and comforted them. All was well after that but we never returned.I still feel sorry for his horses. He's mean.
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