Horses
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Galloping horse. Digital image. Horse forum. N.p., n.d. Web. 19 Oct. 2012. <www.horse forum.com>.
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Cantering horse. Digital image. Photo bucket. N.p., n.d. Web. 19 Oct. 2012. <www.photo bucket.com>.
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Horse trotting. Digital image. Pets Foto. N.p., n.d. Web. 17 Oct. 2012. www.pets foto.com.
This blog is about horses please read and enjoy the information.
Horse Breeds
Well there are more, but too many to list, so I am going to move on to the diseases.
Horse diseases
My experiences with horses
I have been riding horses for as long as I can remember. I rode a horse for the first time when I was 6 years old, and have ridden since then. Over the years I have mastered all three styles of riding... English, Western, and Bareback, and I have also mastered calming down a cranky horse, getting a stubborn horse to move,
being a complete brainiac about them, writing poems about them, saddling, bridling, grooming, trotting, galloping, cantering, turning, barrel turning, stopping a flat out sprinting horse, soothing a spooked and running horse, and knowing the signs when they are sick. My experiences have not always been good, like just two years ago I was in a show at a summer camp, my horse Tova had already been a little skittish moving when I tried to mount her, so she started trotting. I slowed her down but then she started...FLAT... OUT... SPRINTING! She was going like 25 miles an hour, so I yanked back as hard as I could, unfortunately she had a bit less bridal, so she didn't stop. Realizing I had no other choice, and realizing that I was lucky (and glad!) that I had decided to have her saddled western, I grabbed the saddle horn, locked my feet around her stomach, and held on. I started screaming because the saddle was leaning like a foot to the left almost putting me underneath the horse and I could see her ears bouncing up and down up and down I was bouncing around so much I thought I would fall off! She didn't stop, she headed towards the bleachers full of my family, friends, and other girls at the camp, but my dad did something, so she started heading for the forest! Thankfully they caught her before she could get to the forest and get me and herself lost, or attacked by coyotes, or some other natural disaster, but it took them 15 minutes to get me to unlock my legs from around Tova's stomach, and another 15 minutes to get me off her back! You may think I am a lunatic, but I got back on and finished the show, but not on Tova, on an old rodeo pro named Okie ( I made sure he had a bit and his saddle was nice and tight) now I am a residential cowgirl at the camp. I may be crazy, but I still ride today. That's my story.
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