In the summer of 2013, I and my cousin, Jared, got a call from my dad telling us to get ready because he is coming to pick us up to go get a new horse he just bought. We did not think anything of it since it was not the first horse we had encountered this summer. When my dad pulled up in the old one-ton red Ford pickup pulling a 16foot red and black horse trailer, Jared and I jumped in the pickup. After about an hour of driving, we arrived at the man’s house that owned the horse. Once we introduced ourselves we followed the man through the muddy trail to his horse pens. To our surprise there stood in the horse pen a nineteen hands tall Percheron stud horse. The giant horse was a dapple gray Percheron stud. He stood there staring at us with
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Once we got our trailer backed up to his pen we began moving our panels. Next we made a chute for the horse to run in before we put him in the trailer. After that we had no trouble loading him in the …show more content…
Then we let the giant Percheron horse out of the trailer and put him in our squeeze chute. Next we put a blanket and strapped a saddle on him. I hopped up on him. After I got my feet in the stirrups, Jared opened up the side panel of the chute. The Percheron shot out and instantly started bucking. After about five hard bucks the cinch strap on the saddle snapped, and I went flying off the horse with the saddle still in under me.
While in the air I was confused since I was flying off the horse but still on the saddle. While in the air it seemed forever before I hit the ground. Once I hit the ground, I could fell the adrenalin running through me with my heart racing. Jared came running to me to see if I was alright.
Luckily I wasn’t hurt and stood right back up eager to get back on again. That was the first and only time I had ever had a chinch strap break on me. Then we rounded up the horse and started again. Once we got the Percheron back in the chute all we had left to do was fix the saddle. After a little search for a chinch strap we found one on an old saddle. When we repaired the saddle, we strapped it back on the horse and started again. After about three hours of ride the big horse he started to listen to me and do as he was
Once we got our trailer backed up to his pen we began moving our panels. Next we made a chute for the horse to run in before we put him in the trailer. After that we had no trouble loading him in the …show more content…
Then we let the giant Percheron horse out of the trailer and put him in our squeeze chute. Next we put a blanket and strapped a saddle on him. I hopped up on him. After I got my feet in the stirrups, Jared opened up the side panel of the chute. The Percheron shot out and instantly started bucking. After about five hard bucks the cinch strap on the saddle snapped, and I went flying off the horse with the saddle still in under me.
While in the air I was confused since I was flying off the horse but still on the saddle. While in the air it seemed forever before I hit the ground. Once I hit the ground, I could fell the adrenalin running through me with my heart racing. Jared came running to me to see if I was alright.
Luckily I wasn’t hurt and stood right back up eager to get back on again. That was the first and only time I had ever had a chinch strap break on me. Then we rounded up the horse and started again. Once we got the Percheron back in the chute all we had left to do was fix the saddle. After a little search for a chinch strap we found one on an old saddle. When we repaired the saddle, we strapped it back on the horse and started again. After about three hours of ride the big horse he started to listen to me and do as he was