One horse, two horse, three horse.... (from Cailin's blog)

OK, sorry I didn't get any pictures of this, but then Mom wasn't there to take the pictures. So I'm going to paint my picture with words. Good thing I'm pretty good at doing that.

It all started with me being extremely bored. I tried everything. I read, I wrote in my story, I drew, (though I'm not much good at it,) and I did anything else you can think of doing...well, inside, of course. It was very cold outside, though it's only the 6 of November. The frost this morning stayed longer than normal. Basically, unless I wanted my fingers to go numb, I didn't really want to go outside to jump on the trampoline or anything. So, I confessed to Mom and told her how bored I was. She asked Dad if it were OK if I could go with them to go horse back riding. Dad called Bro. Fisher if I could come on the Scout activity, and apparently, Bro. Fisher said yes. So I got to go. We picked up another Boy Scout named Norberto and we headed to Walmart. (No, this is not where we rode the horses.) This is when we pick up Bro. Fisher.

We headed to a house in Blacksburg, the home of Bro. Whitter (whit-e-er). He had three horses, but one, Cash, was a little too feisty for anyone but him to ride. The other two horses were Jane and Susy. They were a dark brown with beautiful sleek black tails. I only rode Susy. She wasn't as hard to ride as Jane. Connor also noticed the change in attitudes, and chose only Susy to ride. I don't blame him. I see perfectly why he did that. I had the same reason.

So, Bro. Whitter let Noberto and Ryan ride first. Soon they had mastered the art of leading and could lead the horse by themselves. Later, Connor rode, then me, and so far and so forth until Connor and I also had mastered riding them. Bro. Whitter had to go help a cow somewhere, (he is a vet,) so Bro. Fisher and Dad were left to watch us.

When Bro. Whitter came back, we took the horses into the forest. Connor and Ryan went first. Soon they came back, and Norberto and I went. Susy was getting a bit crazy.

(host of T.V. show): Why do you think Susy was getting so crazy?

(someone): Because Cailin's hands were so numb that she let the reigns slip. The horse thought it was in control, so it started going a bit wild.

Yep. That's the story. I hit my left knee on a tree and my right knee on a bunch of bushes. I had some control, but only about half I needed. It was a hard ride, but I survived without a broken bone or something. Over all, it was really fun, even though I liked riding Susy in the pen more than in the forest. But, hey, I'm not bored anymore.