I love my horse, so much that sometimes it seems like he may even be the center of my life, but, hard as it seems to imagine, there was once a time when I was scared of my horse or/and any horse for that matter. It all started on a warm summer day, my family and I were out for a ride on our horses, we stopped at a neighbors house to visit and their youngest daughter Mckenna wanted to ride along. Since they did not have their own horse and she was too young to ride alone, they let her ride with me. She sat in front of me in the saddle, and we proudly rode the best horse that we owned around the yard. After setting up plans for Mckenna's parents to pick her up when we got home we set out on our way home. The ride was not very long, just about
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We didn't get very far until we had to slow to a walk again because Mckenna was wearing shorts and everytime we would trot her skin would uncomfortably rub the leather of the saddle and pinch. So we walked. Slowly. Soon the horses started prancing even more, and they were showing signs of fear, and eagerness to run. We, of course, could not let them run toward home because there is the risk of them never stopping, so we held them back in a walk. After about 5 minutes of (adjective-snappy or avid) walking, the horses acted up even more, and we were all scared which did not help any of us because it is said that an animal can feel your fear, so we climbed down off of our mounts and were going to attempt to walk the rest of the way home which was only about a half of a mile. As we were dismounting something in the air in the distance cracked, not very loud, but everyone heard it. The horses went crazy, they wanted to run away from us, and my little sister Carrie’s horse, Patch threw her while she was trying to get off. No sooner had Carrie hit the ground before he was off and running …show more content…
While they started leading those four horses, Carrie, Mckenna, and I nervously followed home, and Patch decided to run ahead of us for the safe cover of home. All that was left for us to do next was to walk that half mile home in the rain. When we had finally gotten home we were all wet, cold, and fed up with all of the horses’ foolishness, but we still had to catch Patch, unsaddle the horses, and trailer them all back to the pasture. Surprisingly, once Patch got into our yard he stopped and allowed us to catch and unsaddle him. After putting away all the tack from the horses we had to bring them back to the pasture, so we loaded them all in the trailer and hauled them to the pasture. When we got back home Mckenna’s parents came to pick her up, then we went in the house to change out of our soaking wet clothes and try to warm up. We wondered what could have made the horses react like that. Dad eventually came to the conclusion that it was probably an electrical storm, based off the evidence of the horses fear and impatientness to get home. Horses have better senses than humans do, so they could feel the storm coming while we could
We didn't get very far until we had to slow to a walk again because Mckenna was wearing shorts and everytime we would trot her skin would uncomfortably rub the leather of the saddle and pinch. So we walked. Slowly. Soon the horses started prancing even more, and they were showing signs of fear, and eagerness to run. We, of course, could not let them run toward home because there is the risk of them never stopping, so we held them back in a walk. After about 5 minutes of (adjective-snappy or avid) walking, the horses acted up even more, and we were all scared which did not help any of us because it is said that an animal can feel your fear, so we climbed down off of our mounts and were going to attempt to walk the rest of the way home which was only about a half of a mile. As we were dismounting something in the air in the distance cracked, not very loud, but everyone heard it. The horses went crazy, they wanted to run away from us, and my little sister Carrie’s horse, Patch threw her while she was trying to get off. No sooner had Carrie hit the ground before he was off and running …show more content…
While they started leading those four horses, Carrie, Mckenna, and I nervously followed home, and Patch decided to run ahead of us for the safe cover of home. All that was left for us to do next was to walk that half mile home in the rain. When we had finally gotten home we were all wet, cold, and fed up with all of the horses’ foolishness, but we still had to catch Patch, unsaddle the horses, and trailer them all back to the pasture. Surprisingly, once Patch got into our yard he stopped and allowed us to catch and unsaddle him. After putting away all the tack from the horses we had to bring them back to the pasture, so we loaded them all in the trailer and hauled them to the pasture. When we got back home Mckenna’s parents came to pick her up, then we went in the house to change out of our soaking wet clothes and try to warm up. We wondered what could have made the horses react like that. Dad eventually came to the conclusion that it was probably an electrical storm, based off the evidence of the horses fear and impatientness to get home. Horses have better senses than humans do, so they could feel the storm coming while we could