OUCH

Well, yesterday was a horrible day, but not the worst. Somehow. It was one of the crazy days that don't seem all that crazy...if you have any idea what I'm talking about, good for you. Anyway, here's what happened.

Yesterday morning, I had to take one of our three horses out to get her ready. Some prospective (is that correct?) buyers were coming to look at her. I was hoping they'd be as mean and awful as the people yesterday, because I really don't like the idea of selling Cookie. That is her name, by the way. If you couldn't already tell. So.

They came, everything went fine (UGH ROAR) and they bought her and are going to take my girl away on friday. The one horse we own that isn't old or crippled. So you can probably tell I was a little upset, but that's not really important to the story. We left Cookie in the sheep pen (no longer occupied by sheep, by the way) and - well - left her. Later on after it was dark, Mom realized Cookie had had no water all day...not a good thing. So she told me to take her down to the pasture, with her buddies and, incidentally, water. So of course the obedient daughter obeyed, grabbing a flashlight and heading out in the dark. I grabbed the lead rope, knowing Cookie's halter was still on. This is the part where it stops being boring, so keep reading.

Cookie snorted, acting spooky and trotting away from me. Dad was standing outside the pen, I don't remember why exactly, but I reached out my hand to let her sniff me and know who it was. I thought she recognized me, but I guess not. I reached out to touch her side, and she jerked away, bucking and kicking me in the leg instantly. OUCH. I have never had so much pain in my life - maybe that one time, with my head...but that is literally another completely different story. I began screaming...very loudly. My dad ran over to the gate and to my side. I wanted him to pick me up, to get me away, maybe it would stop the enormous amount of pain in my right thigh...but he didn't. He waited for me to catch my breath, as all that screaming had taken it out of me. He picked me up and brought me to the house. And then we watched the Sound of Music while I cried in pain. THE END