Ah exploited child labour! lol. I think you made the right decision in not getting back on, when horses have had enough they've had enough. You almost certainly can ride better than I can however.
I have been on horses, cause they were a fairly regular feature at local market town. There's one of the big race tracks there, like in terms of "Ascot" size race track, it's fairly huge. Like, it's so big, over this summer it's been doubling for the 1936 Berlin Olympics Stadiums in some film that's being shot about the Nazis Olympics, which means yes it was covered in Swastika Flags and some of the locals were dressed up in SS Uniforms, but yeah it's pretty large. The Annual Race has been held there since 1776. So yeah there's a lot of horses around, there's a training ground for the foals and a hospital for the sick horses in the next door villages.
I was on Skype with my Dad a few months back and all of a sudden he just up and left, returning five minutes later with a bucket of manure. Because he'd heard the horses go past on the road and he wanted to get the manure "for the roses" before any of the neighbours got there first. He keeps a shovel and bucket by the back door.
...although I am wary of horses, which is why I can't ride. I think it started in the woods we used to play in which has the horse graveyard....yeah it's possibly that. Plus the horses tend to graze on public land, which means when you're walking places they on mass as a group want to come and mug you for food. I'm still worried about walking past them, but as a small child I'd take different paths to not go where they were. They see you entering the path and a group of six of them would just canter up to you and you could never tell if they were going to stop or not. It's worse down in the more rural areas down south where some of my relatives live, I once remember waking up in one of the cottage bedrooms cause I could hear the horseshoes on the cobbles and there was a horse outside the open window next to my head. They're basically stupid massive animals that can squish you and kick you and trample you. I'm fine with them as long as they stay at least forty feet away from me.
I have been on horses, cause they were a fairly regular feature at local market town. There's one of the big race tracks there, like in terms of "Ascot" size race track, it's fairly huge. Like, it's so big, over this summer it's been doubling for the 1936 Berlin Olympics Stadiums in some film that's being shot about the Nazis Olympics, which means yes it was covered in Swastika Flags and some of the locals were dressed up in SS Uniforms, but yeah it's pretty large. The Annual Race has been held there since 1776. So yeah there's a lot of horses around, there's a training ground for the foals and a hospital for the sick horses in the next door villages.
I was on Skype with my Dad a few months back and all of a sudden he just up and left, returning five minutes later with a bucket of manure. Because he'd heard the horses go past on the road and he wanted to get the manure "for the roses" before any of the neighbours got there first. He keeps a shovel and bucket by the back door.
...although I am wary of horses, which is why I can't ride. I think it started in the woods we used to play in which has the horse graveyard....yeah it's possibly that. Plus the horses tend to graze on public land, which means when you're walking places they on mass as a group want to come and mug you for food. I'm still worried about walking past them, but as a small child I'd take different paths to not go where they were. They see you entering the path and a group of six of them would just canter up to you and you could never tell if they were going to stop or not. It's worse down in the more rural areas down south where some of my relatives live, I once remember waking up in one of the cottage bedrooms cause I could hear the horseshoes on the cobbles and there was a horse outside the open window next to my head. They're basically stupid massive animals that can squish you and kick you and trample you. I'm fine with them as long as they stay at least forty feet away from me.
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