Rock um' Sock um'

Stupid horse.

Fire rocked me in the head on Sunday after I got done working with him. He was screwing around bopping his head all over and pushing me, so I turned around to straighten him out and *WHAM*
right in the kisser!!! He knocked me pretty hard and the bruise is even bigger than in this pic that was taken Monday. But he's a baby... and you expect bumps along the way.

What takes the cake is that I went out again yesterday and, though everything was wonderful with Fire, I had a mishap when trying to turn out another horse. I was doing someone a favor and turning out another young horse, when this other girl asked if another horse could go out with the one I was turning out (they often do), so I waited and we walked both young MARES (we all know how I feel about mares) into the ring to let them out to play. Knowing how young horses are, I slipped the lead off slowly and hung onto her halter, waiting to let go at the same time and walk away.


Not so.

The other girl let go and the flung her hands in the air so spook the horses away. The horse I was turning out freaked out, promptly turned about face, and kicked me right in the leg. Not in my 16 years of riding have I EVER been kicked by a horse (other than a few yearlings) and I've even worked with a team of stallions. I was startled and not a happy camper. The girl got an earful and I got a bruise.

Figures.

Maybe better luck next time?