I think it would be the party that never ends. We'd talk for days about horses... and days and days. LOL And I agree, the eventers should plan... though I know of a few crazy dressage riders too, believe it or not. I am one of them.
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Ooh! Would Mike come in uniform? You know women can't resist a man in uniform. I'll admit, I'm not sure who all is male on here. I would hope our resident rocket scientist, RAyers would show, along with Riderboy (all the cute guys are eventers, you know!) I'll bet Denny would come. Hmm..who are the other boys? Frank is! All right ladies--out those guys!
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Two words: cognitive dissonance
My head would be spinning as I match my imagined image of posters with their real life look/voice and attitudes.
It probably would be a good thing, as it expands my world of what I see versus what a person is inside.
Definitely need the draft horse, mule, and donkey crowd included. They'd be handy for pulling the drunks out of the ditches. Heck, even the Gypsy Vanners could come along, but they must bring the butterflies and rainbows.
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I'm loving the mental picture of this
Imagining it at a hotel conference center (at least, at the beginning, before we're swayed to start drinking outside- they way a beer is MEANT to be enjoyed!), all the hotel employees would be like, "Huh?? What is COTH? Some sort of high school reunion?? But they're SO LOUD... And bossy.... And why are they all wearing spurs?!"
I'd love to see it!
And I'd love to sample everyone's cooking, too!!
Agreed that it would never end, too. I visit some other types of online communities and lemme tell you.... ain't no one can keep a thread alive quite like nosy, opinionated horse women!
I picture an audio alert system for whenever an argument or drama is brewing in some corner of the room. It would be a "choo choo" of a train whistle (followed by the stampeding hooves of curious cothers)!
(A decidedly unhorsey) MrB knocks over a feed bucket at the tack shop and mutters, "Oh crap. I failed the stadium jumping phase."
(he does listen!)