it’s getting there…
Posts tagged horses.
it’s my 21st birthday this year.
which means a big prezzie (according to dad.)
i could get a new car. which would be nice. but i do already have a car.
i’ve always wanted a horse. i loaned my lovely tatiana for a year and i’ve been riding since i was 9 and looking after other people’s horses who couldn’t ride them, but it would be nice to have my own.
this only thing is i don’t know how busy my course will be next year.
i’ll have to ask the tutors because there’s some amazing livery places around here. it all depends how much work we’ll have because there’s a lot more independent study next year.
so it’s the grand national tomorrow.
two horses have already died on the aintree track this thursday and today. ‘battlefront’ was pulled up and suffered a heart attack at the 11th and ‘little josh’ hit a fence, broke his shoulder and had to be put down.
i’m not against racing in the slightest - i love it. but the national has constantly caused multiple equine deaths each year - 2 last year, 2 the year before that etc - and it makes me question whether it’s worth it. it’s easy to argue that the fences are too big, the course too long, the field of runners too big. And to hear katie walsh say ‘they’re horses at the end of the day’ as way of an explanation doesn’t endear me to the race at all. i know there are fatalities all the time in the sport, and i’m not saying ban it. i just think it should be adapted to make it safer for horse and rider. just having a smaller number of runners could help - 40 horses is just too much when out of that number only 15 finished last year.
will be watching tomorrow with tightly crossed fingers that there aren’t any equine fatalities this year.
Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron (2002)
“They say that the history of the west was written from the saddle of a horse, but it’s never been told from the heart of one.”
The Lord of the Rings: Loyal Steeds of Middle Earth
EXCUSE ME EVERYONE. YOU MISSED ONE.
top ten non-disney animated movies; spirit stallion of the cimarron
“And so I grew from colt to stallion, as wild and as reckless as thunder over the land. Racing with the eagle, soaring with the wind. Flying? There were times I believed I could.”
Did someone slip crack into my Jack Daniels last night because I had a dream involving a shetland pony doing a parallel bar routine at the Olympics.
Horses in my life.
In order: Tatiana, Flagship, Honey, Lady, Spider, Roo.
Literally one of the worst looking crashes I’ve ever seen in Eventing.
I got home as soon as possible to watch the showjumping.
The outside is a strange and frightening place.
Tumblr’s safe and understands me.
Plus I’m wearing a jumper that I wore a lot at college and it’s bringing back a lot of mixed memories. Even the smell of the perfume on it reminds me of stuff.
Ugh usdfuguyguyebrg might have to take it off.