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Have I mentioned yet that Maisy and I did dressage work out in the field with just the brilliance of a full moon lighting our way? Or maybe I didn't tell you how the Happy Young Professional (HYP) and Her Grayness competed at the last Horse Trial and finished 4th? Or perhaps I shared the story of our Hunter Pace success where I jumped da jumps and loved the gentle lady underneath me?
No I did not!
What I want to do is to go on and on about getting dumped at today's hunter pace. It wasn't over a jump but during a lovely gallop through some amazing fields. I believe that Maisy would prefer not to be in the lead but somewhere near or actually in the buttocks of her stablemate and lover Patrick. That leading at a gallop means that she can not actually embed herself into his body and that perhaps, the additional insult was to allow another horse to come between two lovers.{{{Hmmm, I believe I am going on and on...}}}
What does a mare do when not really wanting to be a leader and experiencing longing and concern over a lover? I believe she makes a "quick" twist of her head and neck to look behind her and when discovering that he was further behind than what her love sick mind feels is safe, finish the turn in a big twist.
Fortunately for Maisy, Patrick was fine. Unfortunately for me, I got thrown, well maybe off balanced and fell in a twisted heap of my own... Shoulder, neck and lower back... strained muscles - no permanent damage.
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That one thing!
What I really need to do is to go on and on about how great galloping her feels like or how the one jump we took felt amazing even if she jumped big. Or maybe I need to tell you how much fun it was to be with my team and enjoy riding out in amazing territory as the fall colors fade into gold and copper.
And, maybe I need to tell you that when I fell, Maisy stopped and stood over me waiting for me to get up... Yeah, that one thing! She stopped and stood over me... waiting for me to stand up.
That one thing!
