The smoothest horse I ever rode was our Tennessee Walker DeeDee. We mostly had quarter horses (still do) and they tended to be kinda choppy and rough but our mare Gracie is extremely good and doesn't need any bridle pressure to turn and only the lightest of heel taps to go.
If you get an easy one like her it can be very relaxing to go for a trail ride, though I haven't been in years. I can't speak to English style equstrianism.
I love horses. They are big, dumb, expensive, idiot babies that will sometime just randomly die because their intestines flipped upside down for no real reason.
Fun Horse Fact™️ you can say hello to a horse by gently blowing into their nose!
Every time I go home and say hello to our gelding BJ, he sticks his muzzle in my face.
Just uh, be careful because young colts especially are prone to...
nibbling
I once got nibbled by an old ass horse at a petting zoo when went to feed it the available pellets
He looked very apologetic when he realized he accidentally got my fingers a little and to be fair he didn't get them that hard but it did smart a little
Like God was playing a joke giving it teeth like that
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UnbrokenEvaHIGH ON THE WIREBUT I WON'T TRIP ITRegistered Userregular
my understanding with Shoe is she's a former female Sargon (she guest hosted his show on his channel at one point), who has abandoned her previous alt-right stances, but to the best of my knowledge has not really reckoned with the harm she's done and walked back nearly enough of it. She was one of the early major voices of gamergate and last I checked hoped everyone would just forget all that as she pivoted to the left.
but then, even in the best case scenario that her change of heart is genuine and not just an opportunistic change of grift, I don't really dig most of the "dirtbag left" such as it is. a little too edgelordy for me
Similar but it was a kick just under the kneecap and it swelled up so much I had to cut my pants off.
To be completely fair, it wasn't aiming to kick me, it was aiming at the horse I was riding. But OTOH, the horse I was riding wasn't doing anything but standing there.
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My paternal grandpa kept his cattle on a fenced-in section of cultivated winter wheat and we rounded them up for branding three or four times a year using four-wheelers and a squeeze chute. Manageable, technological, relatively low-stress.
My maternal grandpa kept his cattle on about ten square miles of creek-watered prairie and we rounded them up for branding once a year on horseback and flanked them individually in the corral. Terrifying, rustic, three ten-year-olds tackling a 600-pound yearling after a mounted fifteen-year-old roped its hind leg. Your job was to keep the front leg pinioned in a modified wrestling hold while hoping your cousin didn't lose his Scorpion Deathlock on the hind leg, which would result in you getting kicked permanently stupid. Meanwhile, your dad and uncles were branding, castrating, and vaccinating the beast. And then you had to get up and away without getting kicked permanently stupid.
So let me be perfectly clear when I say that riding a horse was not my favorite part of the operation. Horrible old asshole would try to scrape me off every chance she got, and would buck and threaten to roll if she thought none of the grownups were watching. Horses were a mistake, I bet even Genghis Khan wished he had a Honda Fit instead.
There are a bunch of horsies around here and I don't like them because they are all so negative and always shoot down suggestions without even hearing them out.
There are a bunch of horsies around here and I don't like them because they are all so negative and always shoot down suggestions without even hearing them out.
I know, right? What a bunch of
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Tynnanseldom correct, never unsureRegistered Userregular
We had horses when I was growing up. Thankfully they were well-tempered. Did get trampled lightly by a friend's horse when my saddle flipped underneath, but that horse was also well-tempered and did a good job of avoiding stepping on me. I mostly got knees and tumbled a bit, no real harm.
They were cheeky, though. You had to keep an eye out for low branches because they would take every opportunity to swipe you off against those or against convenient tree trunks. And one day I got home from school to find the horse just... standing next to the paddock, outside the fence, munching on the clover patch that was there. She'd jumped the fence and decided about twenty feet of freedom was good enough.
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webguy20I spend too much time on the InternetRegistered Userregular
We had horses when I was growing up. Thankfully they were well-tempered. Did get trampled lightly by a friend's horse when my saddle flipped underneath, but that horse was also well-tempered and did a good job of avoiding stepping on me. I mostly got knees and tumbled a bit, no real harm.
They were cheeky, though. You had to keep an eye out for low branches because they would take every opportunity to swipe you off against those or against convenient tree trunks. And one day I got home from school to find the horse just... standing next to the paddock, outside the fence, munching on the clover patch that was there. She'd jumped the fence and decided about twenty feet of freedom was good enough.
It's to let you know that she could if she wanted, and you better keep treating her right.
I had a great time in London and I will express this in further detail in a longer post on the way home probably; it was an incredible city to tour and we saw some truly stunning stuff and it really was a dream come true and everything; I feel like we saw as much as we could, even with one further afternoon coming up before we go where we can last chance see some things. I feel like I saw a ton and if I never went back I'd be satisfied, you know?
One fucking night out in Dublin at two mediocre pubs and I am like
LET'S FUCKING GO PARTY CITY holy SHIT I want to be here FOREVER
We hung out in two bars and chatted with English and Irishmen and it was an excellent party even if I had to hear about the time my dad went AWOL in the Navy with four girls again as he found a new audience for his stories
I had a 12 hour layover in Dublin on my way home from Barcelona and the cabbie that took me to the hotel alone convinced me I should've just spent the week in Dublin instead.
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I wonder what this dude will do when he realizes that his butt is being stimulated every time he sits down.
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There is a reason we invented saddles.
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The smoothest horse I ever rode was our Tennessee Walker DeeDee. We mostly had quarter horses (still do) and they tended to be kinda choppy and rough but our mare Gracie is extremely good and doesn't need any bridle pressure to turn and only the lightest of heel taps to go.
If you get an easy one like her it can be very relaxing to go for a trail ride, though I haven't been in years. I can't speak to English style equstrianism.
I love horses. They are big, dumb, expensive, idiot babies that will sometime just randomly die because their intestines flipped upside down for no real reason.
Every time I go home and say hello to our gelding BJ, he sticks his muzzle in my face.
Just uh, be careful because young colts especially are prone to...
nibbling
I once got nibbled by an old ass horse at a petting zoo when went to feed it the available pellets
He looked very apologetic when he realized he accidentally got my fingers a little and to be fair he didn't get them that hard but it did smart a little
I think I was like 7
Like God was playing a joke giving it teeth like that
but then, even in the best case scenario that her change of heart is genuine and not just an opportunistic change of grift, I don't really dig most of the "dirtbag left" such as it is. a little too edgelordy for me
Just get more horse.
Just totally turn my bones into powder
Hope you’re all well!
To be completely fair, it wasn't aiming to kick me, it was aiming at the horse I was riding. But OTOH, the horse I was riding wasn't doing anything but standing there.
My maternal grandpa kept his cattle on about ten square miles of creek-watered prairie and we rounded them up for branding once a year on horseback and flanked them individually in the corral. Terrifying, rustic, three ten-year-olds tackling a 600-pound yearling after a mounted fifteen-year-old roped its hind leg. Your job was to keep the front leg pinioned in a modified wrestling hold while hoping your cousin didn't lose his Scorpion Deathlock on the hind leg, which would result in you getting kicked permanently stupid. Meanwhile, your dad and uncles were branding, castrating, and vaccinating the beast. And then you had to get up and away without getting kicked permanently stupid.
So let me be perfectly clear when I say that riding a horse was not my favorite part of the operation. Horrible old asshole would try to scrape me off every chance she got, and would buck and threaten to roll if she thought none of the grownups were watching. Horses were a mistake, I bet even Genghis Khan wished he had a Honda Fit instead.
I know, right? What a bunch of
They were cheeky, though. You had to keep an eye out for low branches because they would take every opportunity to swipe you off against those or against convenient tree trunks. And one day I got home from school to find the horse just... standing next to the paddock, outside the fence, munching on the clover patch that was there. She'd jumped the fence and decided about twenty feet of freedom was good enough.
It's to let you know that she could if she wanted, and you better keep treating her right.
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I had a great time in London and I will express this in further detail in a longer post on the way home probably; it was an incredible city to tour and we saw some truly stunning stuff and it really was a dream come true and everything; I feel like we saw as much as we could, even with one further afternoon coming up before we go where we can last chance see some things. I feel like I saw a ton and if I never went back I'd be satisfied, you know?
One fucking night out in Dublin at two mediocre pubs and I am like
LET'S FUCKING GO PARTY CITY holy SHIT I want to be here FOREVER
We hung out in two bars and chatted with English and Irishmen and it was an excellent party even if I had to hear about the time my dad went AWOL in the Navy with four girls again as he found a new audience for his stories
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Yeaaaaa...Dublin do be like that.
Then a week to Bermuda, two weeks in Bermuda, and then two weeks to Azores.
I think I have everything taken care of at home and work - but at this point, fuck it. What are they going to do? Call me?
"You working while in Bermuda?"
Uhhh...sort of? If you call, sure, a little. I guess. Depends on the Goslings intake, really.