Reaching for the stars. Maybe one day I'll get one (elvenfantasy) wrote in equimania,
Reaching for the stars. Maybe one day I'll get one
elvenfantasy
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"Horses Leave Hoofprints On Our Hearts."

 And that is immensely true, too. Nearly three years ago, I rode a horse that I've never ridden before. I had to ride him, because the horse I normally ride was out of work for a bit due to a splint injury.  The horse I got to ride was Mr. Razz. A 16.1hh Chestnut Thoroughbred Gelding. I was nervous of riding a new horse, because for the longest time I was riding a 15.1hh Draft Horse named Arthur. So if you've ever done that, you would know that it's a big difference. Arthur was short and stocky while Razz was tall and lean. It was a big difference for me, too. I got on Razz and Maire (my instructor at the time) told me to get used to him. I trotted him and I started to laugh, only because I said, "He's bouncy." It was fun, too. :) I had a big grin on my face the entire time. When it was time to canter, Maire told me to stay on half the arena so I could get used to him, and I did. He was a new horse for me, so I had to get used to him. I started to canter him, and WOW. I loved his canter. It was the most smoothest canter I have ever felt before in my life. He made me get a big smile upon my face and I just was happy. After I was done, Maire told me that that was the best canter she had ever seen me actually SITTING for. I did feel myself sit, too. It was just awesome. I loved it. I have taken my two worst falls off of Razz. The first fall was when we were coming down from a canter, and he took a bad step and fell down. I went over his head and landed on my hands not too far in front of him. I turned and saw Razz just sitting there, and I was in shock. They told me to get up and out of the way so Razz could get up, too. And I did, and he got up. Have you ever seen a horse do that? Just wait until you get out of harm's way before he/she gets up? Amazing, I was totally blown away at the fact that Razz was waiting for me to get out of the way. It was something I'll never forget. The next fall was just a few months later, I believe, and we were going over raised cavaletties (spelling?). I went through and I don't know what happened, but we bounced way too much and he tried to stay under me, but the next thing I knew, I was falling off to the right. I ended up with a contusion (bruise) on my rib, because I was in a lot of pain. My dad came home and took me to the ER, because of it. After that ride, I was nervous about getting up on Razz. I wanted to do it though, because I wanted to. So I rode him in a clinic with an amazing woman that really helped me get over my fear, and it worked. Razz gave me the confidence to continue my work with him. That summer, Razz had a real bad puncture wound on his shoulder, and I was devastated and I couldn't just sit by and watch. I did help and cold hosed it and such. I'm sure Razz was grateful. He did get spoiled a lot. :) This past year, I rode him in the student horse show at my barn, and I didn't place in W/T, but I did place in W/T/C. I placed 6th, out of like 12, I believe. It was insane. Yes, they should've split it up, but oh well. I was glad that I placed. :) During the next few months I learned of Razz's squealing when you go from walk or halt up to canter. He absolutely LOVES things like that because it makes him work more and he just loves it. I totally knew that he did, because after I would do that and get him to go to trot, he didn't want to. It was the cutest thing EVER. I had to be strong with him, because he was really moving forward, it was great. During the summer months, it was fantastic. We got to ride out in the outdoor arena, and I loved it. We were able to breath more and feel the air rushing over us as we walked, trotted or cantered. I have been the luckiest person on earth to come across a horse that loves to be ridden and to be happy. I am sad to say that My Razzle Dazzle passed away on Friday, November 30, 2007. He had a badly broken leg, and there was nothing they could do. The barn manager was nice to call me and tell me so I didn't get a surprise when I went in there the next time. Mr. Razz was 20 years old....a horse that I love and truly miss.

Please look at the link below and see the horse that I have loved for so long.

http://s30.photobucket.com/albums/c334/ImThatKindOfGal/?action=view&current=RazzSlideshow2.flv

((Also posted in equestrian and tri_stateriders))
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