Katherine and I decided to embrace a bright, sunny, and fairly warm November day by taking pictures with Midknight and going for a ride. We got some great pictures indeed:
But then, after struggling to get the chubby Sir Midknight to even walk... well, he took poor Katherine for quite the wild ride! It ended rather suddenly, when Midknight skidded to a halt just before hitting a fence. Thankfully, after her unexpected and speedy meeting with the ground, Katherine is sore, but OK. It was definitely a shocking performance on Midknight's part.
After this, I worked with Midknight, got him to calm down, and climbed back in the saddle. Never let a horse think he wins by throwing his rider off. Everything was going well, he was moving at a good pace, listening to my commands, when I heard a strange noise to my left. I turned and saw an angry cow charging down the hill straight for the horse and me.
Not wanting to be in the saddle while horse and cow faced off, or cow chased horse, I immediately did a surprisingly successful flying dismount (jumping off while the horse is still moving). I planted myself between Molly and Midknight. To my relief, Molly slowed down. But she and Midknight pawed hooves, lowered heads, and snorted at each other for a few tense moments. It was then that I became really, truly glad that Molly doesn't have horns!!
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