@alex240101,
Alex, my last horse I named "Scorpion" after the book by Will James, had both eyes "glassed" - We call them glass eyes for some reason - I'm not sure why. They were almost white. He was a Buckskin with a white streak on his face. I kept his mane trimmed.
He was a gelding - and really pranced almost sideways during parades into the rodeo arena. One time - my friend and I rode our ponys into the arena backwards. That got everyones attention and applause.
The last bull I ever rode was in Louisiana - I was working on oil drilling rig as a "Rough neck" when in walked a guy who dresses as the "clown" in the rodeo ring. We sat in this bar drinking a lot of beer and I mentioned that I had ridden bulls in rodeos in the past. My roughneck friends backed me. The man said "Do you want to ride one tonight?" Well, of course, I said, "Sure."
At the arena, I had my number to ride a bull. I remember sitting down on the bull's back and getting my hand into the rope - then, for the first time in my many years of riding bulls in rodeos - I felt the strength of the animal under me and for the first time I thought I could be killed by this beast. At that moment I heard over the loudspeaker the announcer saying - "Ladies and Gentlemen, out of shut six will come Red Devil who has never been ridden for eight seconds in three years of rodeoing."
I sort of blanked out - then asked the clown how does the bull react. They usually do the same each time. The clown told me he goes out straight for two jumps and begins to spin left.
I was the first to stay on the bull for eight seconds.
Last one.
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PS: Next time I'll tell you about the time the oil well "Blew In" with me in the tower. It jumped past me and blew out the top of the oil well tower. I climbed down the rigging soaked in oil and prayed the thing would not catch fire. After getting down, I, covered in oil, started to turn the valve off at what we called the "Christmas Tree" the stop flow handle - it reduced the flow of oil.
After a few minutes, another roughneck came and helped me.
It turned out ok, no fire. That was my worry.
True story.
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