Every time I step into the arena, I acknowledge my mortality with a courteous tip of my helmet, and then I pay attention and use the only three things I need (especially) with a green horse: patience, a sense of humour, and quick reflexes.
Thought of the Day: Green Horses
Green horses often remind me of puppies, except ginormous and with weapons on their feet… but while playing with Mr P., I enjoy that when I dance on scary things and generally behave like a clown, he doesn’t, because while he observes my antics, he’s too mesmerized to act out with his own. WIN!