I survived a terrifying adventure
Why am I so scared?
You might well be wondering what put such a terrified grimace on my face. Was I jumping a dirtbike over a swimming pool full of ravenously hungry sharks? Was I forced to babysit twelve toddlers who missed their nappy-time? Was I negotiating a handgun out of a raving maniacs angry grasp? No! Much worse and much more terrifying. When the picture was taken I was perilously perched on top of this horse.
I know it may appear that the mare was standing there, waiting patiently while the humans equip her with various metal and leather implements. Some people may tell you that she was dozing off, twitching her ears and occasionally nibbling on grass. But I can assure you that she is vicious and doesn’t take kindly to humans balancing on her back. Trust me, it took every fiber of my being to maintain control of this beast. But control and conquer her, I did. In fact, I managed to conquer the horse and take pictures all at the same time. I know, you are impressed with my mad skillz. Please refrain from sending me hordes of email telling me how great I am and what an accomplished rider I am. My ego is massive enough.
OK maybe Bonnie is about as frightening as a teddy bear and so what if she would be unfazed by a nuclear bomb. Riding a horse is hard work. By the time I got off Bonnie, I could hardly walk. My legs were all woozy and it took a minute before I could stand let alone walk. And my butt was killing me. Since my butt is the only muscle I exercise when I am at work, you can only imagine the difficulties I suffered today.
You can clearly see Bonnie’s devil horns in this picture.
