Ugh, I've become one of those...
Ugh, I yelled at the Amerigas guy today, in a fine show of middle-aged screeching. *hangs head in shame*
Due to the ice, I've been unable to ride for about a month, and since then, my wonderfully trustworthy gelding has become rather attached to his dear friend, the new mare.
So today, it's nice enough to get out, but since the trustworthy guy has gained a few pounds his saddle doesn't fit, so I thought I'd just walk him in hand to the trail etc to start him up again.
He goes up the trail with minimal fuss, comes back down the mountain starting to jig and pull. So we do the standard, no you will not do this move. We get to the lane (dirt road, only four houses back here) and he turns into a total nutjob. So I start the you will circle until you walk calmly and if you are a big enough jerk we will trot away until you turn around and walk calmly when around a blind corner comes barreling the Amerigas (propane delivery truck).
Yes, I know it's my responsibility to train my horse to be fine regardless of the distraction but this was enough of a distraction to cause my ordinarily safe and sane but already wound tight horse to lose his ever-loving mind and run me over, which then invoked the middle aged screech owl in me to bellow at the van to slow down. He didn't respond (though he did stop) so there I am gesturing and trying to get him to understand while raising my voice over the truck (all the while trying to keep my horse from completely creaming me). He finally nodded and responded and I realized that he could hear me just fine, I just startled him.
So after I got my horse to stop acting like a complete fartnugget and he made his delivery I walked said horsey back down and apologized. He was very gracious and said he didn't know what was back here so I explained that there are children and ponies and animals, so slow is better on this lane...
But Crikey, I was that middle aged rider. I just feel so darned embarrassed for the screeching. I was mostly just furious at my horse who was acting like a moron, but I took it out on the poor propane guy.
Ugh, has anyone else done this? I always try to be really careful because I want to give people a friendly impression of horse people, which is how trails stay open...but...sheesh!