RE: [RC] The Revenge of the Bot Eggs - Snodgrass, Bonnie
Well Tracey you certainly made me feel a whole lot better about a close
encounter I had with a horse hoof! I had a new boy friend and a new horse.
Boy friend was interested in learning about horses, young (unhandled) Paint
stallion was learning to stand quietly for grooming. The boy friend asked a
anatomy question like "what do you call that joint?". I bent over and
touched the horses fetlock with a finger "you mean this one?" and BLAM!!!
Right in the nose with the hoof from a reflex leg jerk. Split my nostril
wide open and set me down on my butt seeing stars. Scared the %#(*%! out of
the boy friend with all the blood, thought he might pass out! Never got any
stitches cause I had no insurance at the time. Just cleaned it up and
treated it like a horse wound. Couldn't bandage the darn thing and still
breath. Black eye looked real good that Friday night down at the Long Branch
Saloon but I impressed the hell out of the local cowboys as I beat them at
pool. Maybe they felt sorry for me? Sure did get a lot of free Jose Cuervo.
Bonnie Snodgrass
-----Original Message-----
From: Tracey [mailto:tracey@xxxxxxxxx]
Sent: Tuesday, May 21, 2002 2:07 AM
To: Kristene Smuts; ridecamp@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
Subject: [RC] The Revenge of the Bot Eggs
It started off as a fairly ordinary Sunday morning. I was berated for
wanting to ride my horse (again!) and had to promise to perform all manner
of wifely duties in return. Finally, I managed to get out to the stables,
where my horse was standing, patiently waiting for me. I started to put on
his tendon boots, and noticed that he had bot eggs on his opposite foreleg.
Without thinking (doh!), I peered round and ran my fingernail down his
tendon, to scrap the eggs off. Like a good wee boy, he complied by lifting
his foot, and got me SPLAT! between the eyes.
I was knocked out cold. When I came round, there was blood all over my
face, and I had absolutely no idea where I was, who I was, and what I was
doing. My poor gtroom was standing over me, going "hello, hello, hello"
(which was all the English he could speak at that stage), and waving his hat
in my face.
I was taken through to High Care, and kept overnight for severe concussion.
And I was given three stitches to the bridge of my nose.
I never did get to ride that day. But, hey, I got out of washing dishes and
cooking lunch. Woo hoo!!!!
Tracey
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