No pic, no drama, no bruises. Flippin horse, being  a butt head slipped and fell. I let myself go knowing he was going down. psssssssssst, he somehow got up and i’m still holding the reins. He is looking at me, like “What happened?”. I got up, scrambled up, realizing he slipped 3/4 of the way down and got his ass back up. I just started flinging my whip at him, “Move, you bastard, move. Move your feet”. It took me a minute to take the reins over his head, still in the “move, damn it, move” mode. I kept moving him around me, left and then to the right.

OK, I don’t get it. I never had any trouble breathing. My vest was firm, but it didn’t stop me from getting after my horse’s ass.

I will be stiff in my neck and upper back.  I have no idea if he gets it, that acting so stupid that he slips and falls just isn’t ok. He looked at me all blown up, he didn’t spook but it did get his attention.  I love my vest, i love my vest, i love my vest, let me say it again…..stupid horse…..