We horse people are an unusual bunch, albeit a motley crew. We don't have much use for anything other than "the horse" and "the horse activities". Our car and our clothes usually relate somehow to our horse life. Our jobs may not necessarily be horse related, but it is a means to the end - that being horse related.
How we personify ourselves might likely depend on our audience. When talking to horse friends, how many times with regards to your horse have you quickly, almost apologetically said,
“It’s not [insert horse’s name] fault, it was mine. I shouldn’t have been [doing this, that or the other].”
I’m guilty. I recall saying something similar when Butter smashed my foot or when Windy almost took me under the downed tree when stung by nettles!
“It wasn’t her fault, I had my back turned.”
“It wasn’t her fault, it was the nettles.”
“It wasn’t his fault that he launched me like a rocket head first into the ground!”
We never want our horse to look bad and would rather take the brunt of the criticism ourselves! After all, they are “our baby”. What we ride defines us. And if our horse appears to be psycho, what on earth does that say about us?
Now when talking to non-horse friends, the goal is to exemplify bravado. When hobbling into work, you may mutter something more to the lines of this:
“The damn 1,000 pound horse stepped on my foot. But doing okay – had my boots on, you know…”
“Crazy mare took me under a downed tree. Wasn’t for the helmet, I’d have quite a concussion today!”
“Yep, he shot me off his back like a bullet. He’s got a new name: ‘For Sale’.”
Whether we’re taking the blame for our horse or garnering new bragging rights, horses bring out the extreme ends of our personality. From rage to embarrassment to forgiveness – maybe all wrapped into one. Not unlike parenting, really, where you are most anxious to brag about said child, don’t want to hear advice from those more experienced and turn a deaf ear/eye to undesirable behavior. (Ugh, was this out loud?)
Fess up. What has your horse done to embarrass you lately and whose fault was it; yours or the horse?