My Boy....killer pony.

My Boy, the pony at my mums who I love is going back to school. He needs to learn more so that we can sell him to a child who will love him like I do. (But be able to ride him!)

So on Monday I got him out of the field and walked him up and down the road as one of the things he is not sure about is traffic. That done without too much trouble I went back to the yard to brush and love him.

I tied him up and having brushed him and pick out his feet, Mumbly and I tried to spray him with fly spray to protect him from the nibbling and biting that pony's hate.

He didnt like it. Really didnt like it. He reared up and backed off fast, breaking the string that attached him from the rope on his headcollar to the stable wall. Somehow my head and his collided.

It hurt. Mumbly sat me down fast and I contimplated being sick for quite a while. An egg on my forehead grew until the rest of my forhead was a slightly greeny colour as the skin streached.
Still thinking about being sick and holding my head while my vision blured and black bits floated enticingly in my field of vision I stayed sitting down while repeatedly telling Mumbly that I "was fine!"

An hour on the sofa with a bag of frozen peas on my head helped alot. I wasnt nearly as dizzy as didnt feel as sick.
Now a couple of days later to be honest it still hurts. And I am a bit gutted that there isnt an enormous bruise...there really should be!!

So, after My Boy breaking my glasses, and trying to give me a head injury, and always standing on my feet (just for a laugh) do I not do anything with him, and leave all the learning he has to do to Mumbly? (who obviously knows an enormous amount more than I do) Or do I carry on?

I am carrying on! I want to give a child the most fantastic pony. I want to be part of the process that means that that happens. And I love him so much that watching Mumbly do it will make me feel all odd.
I might wear protective clothing though!!


lybxx