Yesterday I rode Duke in the arena. We had lots of rain the night before. In the arena was a huge puddle - it covered half the arena (on the short side) and was about half as wide.
Duke likes water, so I took him into the puddle. He drank and walked and drank some more. He didn't get excited and paw the water like he usually does, which is why I didn't expect him to lay down. In the water. With me on him.
He dropped so fast I couldn't react until he was already down. My right leg was wet halfway up my shin. I realized he might roll over on me. So I did what any cowboy would do - I screamed like a girl. Duke popped up onto his feet just as fast as he'd laid down.
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