..........right out from under me. OUCH! Three displaced and sprained ribs. Ah, at least nothing is broken. I suppose I had it coming as it's been about 10 years since I hit the dirt.
Still not sure what happened. One second we were traveling to the right and the next I was facing the other way, hitting the dirt, thinking "don't step on me" as Blackie was flying backwards/sideways. Man, that was fast! The good thing, he didn't run away. He ran two laps around the arena and stopped by the barn door. I grabbed him, walked around a couple laps. Hopped back on and finished my ride. So now we know what he does when you fall off!
Thursday, November 1, 2007
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