Speaking of horse stories. I love horses. Anyway, I went out to a friend's place to ride one of her horses. Oh, how I wanted to ride like the wind!!
Anyway, the stubborn buzzard just didn't want me to ride at all, much less gallop. He seemed to be more interested in hay and apples. However, I was a determine cuss. The only problem was that the stirrups were not quite adjusted for my little short self, and I mostly didn't have my feet in them.
I persisted with the stubborn animal and finally got him to gallop. Oh, but did he make me pay!! There was a fence ahead, and once I got him started, I couldn't get the beast to slow his roll. I was bouncing all over the place and struggling to get him to slow down and then I began sliding off the horse. The beast slowed down to a couple of feet within the fence and there I was dangling by one arm.
Once he stopped, I let go and dropped to the ground. I was POed. I walked in front of him, and he looked at me as if to say, "That'll teach ya" I said to him, "Yeah, I'm not done with you yet." I got back on and rode him back to the barn where he got his hay and apple. I still laugh to this day when I think about that.