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I
was visiting with my sister on the phone the other day (June 1, 2013) and I was reminded of a
"horse story" that took place when I was about 8 years old on the 'rez! .
. . . There was a "Reservation horse" that wandered aimlessly in the
fields near my home (where the present-day Navajo Police Station is
located.) I remember thinking I was "tough and brave" so I climbed atop
this "White Stallion!" Lo and behold - this incredible
animal began to trot - and soon - he was galloping through the
sagebrush-littered fields!
I was riding bareback (bouncing actually) and
had no experience in guiding a horse. Before I knew it, I was slipping
off the horse. A creeping fear took hold of me! I knew for sure I would
be trampled by those thundering hoofs beneath me! I hung on for dear
life as I slid even more. Luckily I had presence of mind to lean forward
and throw my arms around the lathered neck of the beast! Soon my legs
followed and they too were wrapped tightly around the horse's neck.
As
you can imagine, I was staring straight into the eyes of this runaway
animal - (not to mention having to hold my breath from the horse's heavy
panting!) l prayed I would be saved by someone, somehow!!
I'm certain
the horse had a fleeting thought: "This girl is NOT sitting where she's
supposed to be and her eyes are bigger than mine!"
With that, he slammed
his front hoofs into the dirt and came to an absolutely abrupt halt --
and I went flying into the sand and sagebrush! In a splayed position, I
could only stare at the sky and clouds above as I contemplated my
idiocy!
I heard a snort and whinny. When I finally sat up, all I could
see was the rump of that horse running farther and farther away in the
distance!! . . . . . I have not divulged this embarrassing episode until
this phone call!! (My sister howled & then hung up the phone!)
I often wonder if I ever told this story to Stafford! He was such a horseman -- I have photos of all three boys riding one summer afternoon in Jackson Hole, Wyoming.
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