That Was Lucky

[Scott Douglas]

My sister had a horse that liked to kick. It got her shovel while she was mucking out the stall. Nearly killed her according to her husband. Spent time in the hospital and now does a lot of yoga to relieve the after effects.
That horse made for some really nice glue as I recall.

[KFC911]

Originally Posted by Scott Douglas

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That horse made for some really nice glue as I recall.

Edited .... my attempted joke would NOT be funny to a horse lover

Heal up fast Les!

[creaturecat]

i was dragged 3-400 yards - between the legs of a f'n horse. foot stuck in the stirrup. thru 1 fence line and a rocky almost-waterless creek.
physical education class, in high school. - the cinch had not been attended to properly.

[Bob Kontak]

Originally Posted by unclebilly

I think it would have been on the way to Lethbridge by now.

Must be an inside joke.

[oldE]

Originally Posted by Bob Kontak

Must be an inside joke.

Rendering plant there, I suspect.

I got off incredibly lucky. Just a bit of soreness this morning. As I was cleaning the old boy's hooves this afternoon I got to see the "relieve the discomfort kick" from a better angle. I guess it is sort of like shaking a cramp out of your hand.
Best
Les

[speeder]

I love horses but they can punt you into the end zone. You are lucky indeed.

[billybek]

My dad was kicked in the chest hard enough to push him through the closed barn doors.
Horses scare me.
When out on the mountain bike, I give equestrians a wide berth when I encounter them on the shared trails.

[masraum]

Originally Posted by oldE

Rendering plant there, I suspect.

I got off incredibly lucky. Just a bit of soreness this morning. As I was cleaning the old boy's hooves this afternoon I got to see the "relieve the discomfort kick" from a better angle. I guess it is sort of like shaking a cramp out of your hand.
Best
Les

Very glad to hear that you got off about as easy as possibly.

[Seahawk]

Originally Posted by billybek

Horses scare me.
When out on the mountain bike, I give equestrians a wide berth when I encounter them on the shared trails.

As I wrote earlier, I was a swing groom for two winters, this was over 40 years ago.

One of the "Stakes" Horses I groomed once a week, I still remember it's name (Set a Limit), was groomed by an old black man who had been grooming for decades.

Mr. Henry.

Mr Henry told me two things about Set a Limit: "He is dumber than a chicken..." and "don't go into the stall without this rake", he handed it to me, "or you'll wish you had."