Post by idiotluvrxoxo13 on Jun 14, 2009 14:36:30 GMT -5
I drove up again for the second time that day. This time Strangers Don't Scare Me was with me. I took him out, groomed him, and tacked him up. I mounted him from the ground, he was easier to than Love. He was a Paint and 14 and an overall great horse. I trotted him into the ring. I cantered him a little and cantered him over to the barrels. I kicked him into a full gallop and did a few rounds. Good boy. I whispered, patting his neck. I decided to do one more round. I was turning the second barrel when I fell off. My wrist had shooting pain in it, I couldn't move it at all. I got up and walked over to Stranger. I led him out with my good wrist and got him into the trailer. I decided not to call the ambulance right away. I drove home with one hand, which I often did anyway.