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peteyfoozer
Herd Master
I’m not used to being around older horses. I only rode colts and futurity horse. Mister is the first horse of mine that i kept…and the last of mine that I bred…losing him is so much more than just losing a beloved horse…a huge part of who I was will die with him. This ranch has been hard on me. I bet I’ve been hospitalized almost every year since we came, and all for stuff that shouldn’tSome horses age more than others. He doesn’t look bad for his age, he has just lost that youthful bloom.
damage me, like grabbing some mane coming out of a slue that my horse was fighting to free himself from (we have many areas that are like quicksand but aren’t)
and pulling my arm completely out of the socket and breaking the cartilage off the labrum so it couldn’t go back in. I twisted it around and had Randy gently pulling in every direction for 3 weeks. It hurt to ride, especially because Pitch, the horse I rode at the time, required 2 hands on the snaffle. It took almost a whole year after surgery before they would clear me to ride…then I immediately got bucked off my mare onto frozen rocky ground busting all my left ribs, puncturing a lung. That’s the time I almost died because of the 2 liters of blood in my lung the Dr at the Burns hospital ignored and they wound up racing me to Boise for emergency surgery. That cost me close to another year. Satan has been beating me up since I got here and I don’t know why he’s targeting me. Anyhow, I’m still in the ring fighting although sometimes I do just want to throw in the towel.
Not today, Satan.
Not today.
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