Ahhhh. Stallions and such. (tho a warmblood mare? hmm. maybe she was essited by the proximity of said stallions.) When I deal with, arhm, high-spirited horses, I walk with my armpit over their hip, hand flat on the croup. Worst I've ever had there is stepped on, because that doesn't even leave room for an angry lil side kick.
I'm still baffled by the cow-kick. That nailed you while walking alongside. I bet that horse is doing pilates when no one's looking.
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Date: 2007-01-04 04:30 pm (UTC)I'm still baffled by the cow-kick. That nailed you while walking alongside. I bet that horse is doing pilates when no one's looking.