I come bearing an odd assortment of stories this morning.
I shall start with the more reasonable parts first, so I don't frighten you away early. Alright?
Okay.
Tuesday me and my family moved cows. It was about a two and a half mile move between two cornfields. I was riding my temporary horse, Woody.
Now pause: let me just say that the system of horse placement is a little odd for me. When I was younger I had my horse and my sister had her horse. My horse was pretty gentle but generally stubborn and lazy and with the occasional hopping spree, I learned to ride pretty good, and actually made him into a decent 4-H horse. We got a horse for my littlest sister when she was old enough to ride, but he was too lazy and her little legs couldn't get him to move. So he got passed to me and she stole my horse (and seems to have stopped most of the progress I had made on him). I rode that horse for a year before my middle sister started having trouble with her horse. In that case she took my horse, dad took hers and I was left to ride dads. Dads horse has literally ran away from his shadow before. He sees monsters everywhere. I had him for years and as long as I hung on things were fine. But he was a speed demon in a 4-H ring so dad traded me back the horse my sister couldn't handle. That is Woody. Now in amongst all this, I sold my cow and got a colt. A black stallion. No joke. And me and my dad started training on him. I rode him the first half a dozen rides and then took him to a trainer to smooth out things. Meanwhile I'm still riding woody.
Now, back to the story. Woody is a pretty good horse. So I was pretty surprised when as I was loping up the hill he took to bucking. Like head down, feet kicking, back hunching, for real bucking. It only lasted about six seconds. Later dad told me I was good for not jumping off, but I really had absolutely no intention of gettin beat by the little dork so jumping off didn't cross my mind. Instead, I turned his nose to the side. Funny thing about that, they can't buck with their nose to the side. Kind of like you have no gag reflex if you squeeze your thumb (no kidding, go try it).
All that day I got to bask in the praises and cowboy yells of my family on how I'd rode that bronc. I must say I enjoyed it.
Now fast forward to Wednesday. I had gotten my black horse back from the trainer this week. I'd rode him a couple times and about and me and my sisters decided to go for a ride. They saddled their horses (both previously mine) and I saddled Flint. (He's named after Louis Lamoure's book character from Flint. He's a gunfighter. Great book if you haven't read it, but all of his books are) we rode in the corrals for a while then out in the calving pasture then made our way through the cornfield and to the hayfied. It's smooth there. No holes and just a couple nice rolling hills and its a great place to us to race. I wasn't racing but I did want to lope my horse a little so the girls took off up the hill and I followed. Everything was going real nice and he was loping nice and smooth, when all of the sudden he planted his front feet and kicked his back feet straight up. I lost my hat (not a cowboy hat sadly- a ball app) and then turned his nose in. He touched my boot with it and looked at me like he was asking what was going on. I wished I could ask him what on earth he was doing because he was so quiet after that and just looked like a little kid when they think they're bein perfectly reasonable. So now my family had reason to cheer me on X2.
And that's that story. Sorry I didn't take any pictures of the view from a bucking horse....
Now this next story is actually about a story. I'm writing a new one. *groans like I don't like having so many* Its just a short story. I had the idea and my sisters liked it so I'm writing it quick for them. It's one of those fairy tale remakes but it's different. It's got a whole pack of fairy tales in it. Here's the list of which stories will be incorporated:
Cinderella
Snow White
Sleeping beauty
Beauty and the beast
The three little pigs
Old mother Hubbard
The old woman who lived in the shoe
Hansel and gretel
Little red riding hood
Little boy blue
The boy who cried wolf
Four and twenty black birds
Rumplestiltskin
The frog prince
The princess and the pea
kidnapped princess and the dragon
Rapunzel
Jack and the beanstalk
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