Scars with historyYou've all got scars: they're nature's little reminders not to be so damned stupid next time. My favourite is the 1/4" round hole in the back of my right hand, created when I was 7 by my best friend putting a manure-covered gardening fork "away".
Tell us the stories behind your scars. With photos if possible.
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chthonic, Fri 4 Feb 2005, 10:00)
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I love horses, even when they almost trample me! I love horses, they're my (really big) friends!I have a scar that's about a square centimeter on my back.
I used to keep my horse (a Thoroughbred-Quarter Horse cross) in pasture, where she was near the bottom of the pecking order (at the very bottom was Dude; even the goats ate before he did).
This made getting my mare from the pasture dangerous. Her Appaloosa gelding boyfriend, Cat, would try to protect us, but he was out this time. I could usually chase the other horses away, though, by waving the lead rope.
Just as we reach the gate and my back is turned, a big gelding charges us, running into my mare, who spins around. I fall down in front of her, and her hoof hits my back.
I did my riding lesson anyway, and we soon moved my horse to a paddock (the mean horses in pasture wouldn't let her drink from the trough anymore).
She's now 31 years old. :)
(, Sun 6 Feb 2005, 20:26, Reply)
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