the wagon rests in winter, the sleigh in summer, the horse never

me and alisia went to the ute stampede this last saturday.

which for anyone who doesn't know what the H that is, it's a rodeo!

it was nice to get out of provo for a night, the drive was a breeze, and it's definitely a rodeo i'll never forget.

now listen up, this story might change your life.

we got there just in time for barrel racing! the first girl took off, me and alisia were chit chatting, everything was peachy. the horse had just went around the 2nd barrel when all of a sudden the crowd got dead silent. so silent i'm preeetttyy sure me and alisia were the only ones talking.

we look to see what everyone is awing over, and the horse looks like a car that just popped a tire. it's leg is dragging in the dirt, but it's still hauling A, stirring up dirt all around it.

the horse ends up stopping right in front of us and the girl hops off in total panic.

i still have no idea what is going on until i notice the horse can't even stand, and that's when i see it.

you see where i have that arrow pointing? well, that bone was completely broken off from the rest of the leg. from that point, right down to the hoof, nothing holding it in place but skin. the poor horse had no idea what to do, so it kept trying to stand on the broken leg. with every attempt he brought the broken bone up off of the ground and would flail it around like it was a flag flapping in the wind. no one moved for what seemed like forever, and the rider was bawling her eyes out when guess what; it got worse. after all the failed attempts of standing on it's completely severed bone, the bone itself breaks through horses skin. NO JOKE. the bone pops through the skin, and not knowing anything else the miserable horse keeps trying to stand on his leg! it was the saddest/most traumatizing thing this ginger has ever seen! finally the girls mother runs out to her, and a truck pulling a trailer full of cowboys comes to the rescue. they practically carry the horse into a trailer and off they go. as the girl walks out of the stadium, totally in shock and hysterical, not a soul in the audience is left sitting. as i looked around i saw nothing but cowboy hats and levi's giving this girl the standing ovation she didn't deserve, but needed. i cringed as i watched the rest of the barrel races. animals haven't ever really been one of my soft spots, but after that moment (which yes, was a pure accident) i've never had such the urge to be a member of PETA.