Working Stiffs

[wiccanpony]

rough translation for DR

washer women butts....huge muscled hind quarters that a small nation could live on.

ballerina hoofs......tiny tiny feet, which means the horse will break down and become a cripple (a good riding horse should have feet the size of plates)

fat fart could live on air....a horse that needs very little to eat to stay in trim shape. saves on money

Duende...what are we going to do with these non-horsey people..lol
Tuff was from a working cattle ranch up in Idaho, then he became rent string in a local stable..he was 16 when I pay the grand some of $400 in 85.

I do love the draft breeds...the only breed I never got along with is full blood Arabs...just to much \"juice\". One nearly kill me once.

 

[Equus]

Originally posted by Duende
That is another bonus to being a college employee, a tuition waiver if I want to take classes! But oh, what to choose?? So many courses look interesting...

Drama! Then you can be eminently unemployable, like me!

OK...I\'m not all that unemployable.

My job is ok...not anything to get really excited about. It pays the bills and it only pisses me off a few times a week.

What I\'d REALLY like to be doing (my dream nowadays anyway) is teaching theatre, but I have to work toward getting my MFA first.

 

[Dragonsreach]

Originally posted by wiccanpony
rough translation for DR

washer women butts....huge muscled hind quarters that a small nation could live on.

ballerina hoofs......tiny tiny feet, which means the horse will break down and become a cripple (a good riding horse should have feet the size of plates)

fat fart could live on air....a horse that needs very little to eat to stay in trim shape. saves on money
Yep that\'s what I pictured.

Duende...what are we going to do with these non-horsey people..lol
I like horses, just not sure if they like me.
Granted I may not have had the opportunity to become an equestrian, but I do appreciate their elegance and in some cases grandeur. They are a serious challenge for any model painter and I have found that I like the looks of the Morgan Breed.
One of my favourite movies is \"The Man from Snowy River\" taken from an Austrailan Epic poem about a \"Brush Popper\" trying to catch the lead horse of a herd of Brumbies, (OZ\'s Wild Mustangs)




...the only breed I never got along with is full blood Arabs...just to much \"juice\". One nearly kill me once.
Ah, Donna don\'t leave a story half told........

 

[MarkusTay]

Sorry,

This is on topic.

Here is me at work yesterday...

I design stuff, then I build it. I guess my dream job would be to just design things and let other people build them, but I\'m too much of a perfectionist to let anyone screw-up my plans. Plus, I can make changes on the fly as new ideas hit me. by the end of yesterday I had completely redesigned the only part of the old deck we were saving. I guess this saying applies to me...

\"If YOU build it, they will cum...\"

lol

 

[Duende]

Originally posted by wiccanpony
Duende...what are we going to do with these non-horsey people..lol

Turn THEM into glue?

Well, so far no horse has nearly killed me, but one did put me in the hospital for an overnight stay and is responsible for a missing chunk of memory..

@ Markus - Nice to see somebody actually doing some work around here. And here I thought you spent ALL day in the forums..

@ Equus - Hmm, I checked, and they don\'t have Drama courses, but I think the Equine Facilitated Therapeutics major may suit me.
And you\'d think with a username like \"Equus\" you could at least know a little more about horses!

 

[airhead]

Back in my mis-spent youth, I rode western play days. Made a national baton relay team. Had a crazy quarter-horse named Joe. Joe also liked to step on your toe while you were trying to get in the stirrup.

My Uncle\'s horse (King) was great. Undo the rope and point him at a calf, never had to learn how to throw a lasso, just drape it over the calf\'s neck because he kept him right there. And King had hooves the size of platters. I think there was some plow horse way back in his blood-line.

 

[Itchy]

Ummm... i took carrots to the hills and feed the horses one day, does that count? Oh, and rode one once... well, does it count if you\'re in the saddle backwards?lol

 

[wiccanpony]

Originally posted by Dragonsreach

Originally posted by wiccanpony

...the only breed I never got along with is full blood Arabs...just to much \"juice\". One nearly kill me once.
Ah, Donna don\'t leave a story half told........

So Dr wants to hear about my near death expertise, sorry no “bright lights” and ghostly whispers.

1978, I was leasing an Arabian show mare....now show arabians are suppose to be Fiery and Animated which means nuclear meltdown and the rider (me) was soooo stupid that cold, windy, rainy day and took said “seething volcano\" out for exercise.

I was doing fine with the per quake jumping around, until a loose horse came racing pass me heading for the barn. Madam Pele launched right, I launched left and damn, didn’t I miss the saddle horn.

Damage control: blood clot on the brain...shave head, peeled left side of face down, cut out a square of bone, pick clots off brain, wire bone back, sew up.......leaving a dent and 10 inch scar just under the hair line.

Then one month later go out and buy a horse of my own...a nice old quiet gelding and I learned how cold a bald head can become.

 

[Itchy]

Oh man... that hurt just to read... like watching Happy Tree Friends. Too unreal. Sorry that happened. Any lasting damage? Aches when it\'s cold? But hey, once the scares heal, at least you\'ve got a story to tell.:wow:

 

[Sturmhalo]

All this excitement and all I did today was put the base coat on a Junkers grenadier\'s flesh

lol

Still, no blood clots though... mind you my liver\'s gonna be fooked!

 

[wiccanpony]

Originally posted by Itchy
Oh man... that hurt just to read... like watching Happy Tree Friends. Too unreal. Sorry that happened. Any lasting damage? Aches when it\'s cold? But hey, once the scares heal, at least you\'ve got a story to tell.:wow:

LOL...just some slurred speech for six months...lucked out like a bandit.....I left out a lot of the gorier stuff

 

[Duende]

Gosh, makes my concussion lame by comparison. And I even have the bonus of losing my memory of the whole incident. I only remember coming home on the school bus (I was a teen at the time) and waking up in the hospital the next day. The actual going to the barn, riding the horse, getting thrown, going to the hospital... all gone. My friends who were there for this had fun telling me how I acted after getting thrown, I never lost consciousness, but I apparently was acting rather oddly... one thing was that my face was dirty (after hitting the dirt) and they told me to wash my face but I only took off my glasses and swished them around in the water and put them back on wet. That was the first clue something wasn\'t right..

Any other fun accident stories, anybody?

 

[Itchy]

Got a dislocated shoulder blade and sawed off my pinkie... told both of those stories here, but if anyone\'s not heard them i\'ll rehash and fling ya some gore.

 

[RedDawn]

Dang I\'m gone for a day and all the cool horse stories come out! When I was 11 or 12 lived with an older cousin for a summer and she\'d drop me off at the barn on her way to work at the vet\'s office. Her boss, the vet, let me borrow his pony, Dan - the most obnoxious little roan gelding pony you\'ll meet. One day after work she\'s riding her mare in the BIG field where the horses are turned out and I\'m riding behind her. She takes off in a canter on her QH (beautiful black girl about 14-15 hands high), and Dan takes off after her.

Well, I had just started riding and didn\'t know some of the finer techniques - mainly how to stop a runaway pony and that some obnoxious ponys will \"bloat up\" when saddling. (For you non-horsey people that means they suck in a lot of air and after you\'ve finished saddling they let it out and your cinch strap is loose.)

So he takes off and the saddle starts sliding sideways and I end up in a heap on the ground.

I\'ve only had 2 or 3 falls since then and always when jumping. (Darn pony bucked me off in the middle of an in-and-out. I did a flip over his head, hit the ground then he jumped over me and took off.) I loved him dearly, though, for following me to the barn one day. I\'d left him in the riding rink with my younger, obnoxious little sister on his back. He just went under the fence rail and scraped her right off! lol