So…that could have turned out a lot worse…

Quit truly, almost died in a freak horse stampede today. Fucking Odie.

SO. Pose and Odie are currently up at Morpeth and i decided to put Odie out the back in the massive paddock as it has more feed and a few herds of horses (this is where he lived for about 3 months, this time last year). Ali and I rode out on Nalah (her retarded TB mare) and Pose and Odie followed Pose because he seems to think that she’s his mum. We decided to take him over to the herd before our ride. On our way over a few of the horses noticed us coming and bolted over to Odie. Within seconds there were about seven mad horses running circles around Odie, who happened to have attatched himself to Pose and I. I was shitting myself. I’d go to make a run for it, but Odie stuck to me like glue, as did the other horses which seemed to accumulate very fast. Before i knew it there were about fifteen snorting, kicking, bucking and me, yelling every bad-word under the sun, kicking Odie in the everywhere in a desperate attempt to get away from the middle of a looming death. Again, I was shitting myself, and Ali couldn’t do anything but watch. Finally i realised that trying to run away from Odie wasn’t going to help, so i started smacking the other horses in the face to protect Odie from them. And all of a sudden i was out of the herd, and bolted.

Twenty seconds later Odie realised we were gone and ran after us. Fucking prick.

But he came on the ride with us, followed me and Pose over jumps. Epic cuteness.

I don’t think i’ve ever been more scared around horses in my life. Seriously, shitting myself (but not literally)

Oh, did i mention that Pose was a star?

I called the spotted pony’s owner and had a chat to her, she was nice, possibly shocked that i wasn’t another twelve year old, i’m still not sure if she thinks i’m serious about him. He sounds like fun, broken in a year ago, two months of solid work, then turned out due to the influx in horses and drought. So he’ll be a challenge, a little naughty pony - just how i used to ride in the good old days! Apparently he’s heaps fat as well :) So…road trip to Manilla, anyone? He’s a little bit adorable.

AND i rode Pose today, well, i hoped on her bareback and we went through the swap with Wali and Nalz. Then when i let her off, she ran, far, far away from me. So much love, so much that i just can’t handle the love.

Time to go love the yellow pony! And continue the process of scraping fermented, cat-pissed-on hay, from my tack room floor. Lets not forget the rat/mouse poo everywhere. Yuck. I would set traps, but i don’t really want them dead, just elsewhere…

Pose Post

I went and saw Pose for the first time since the 9th of July…I know, i’m a horrible person. She looks fantastic, and happy :)

She was the perfect horse for me when i was 16. I could leave her for weeks at a time (practically abandoned her during the HSC), and she’d be an angel. I’d hope on her bareback (no halter, lead or helmet, just a rug) and she’d canter up the lane and stop at the gate.

Our relationship now, it sort of breaks my heart. Ever since bringing her closer to home, we’ve hated each other. She’s been such a sour mare, hates being ridden, hates being in stables, hates me. I understand though, taking her away from the most beautiful home she’s ever had. She deserves a chilled life in a massive paddock with a swamp, lovely trees and the geriatric geldings that she leads on. After being a galloper, this is like heaven, and i took that heaven away from her.

I don’t know what i’m going to do, as much as i hate her, i love her more than anything. She got me through tough times. I could never let her go. I can’t bring her home, but i need a horse to ride for summer. [Yes, need. And that’s where the spotted horse comes in…

Doesn’t she look awesome??