I had just go my first horse.. Molly a big black morgan. Man was this a man's horse or what. Thick necked big old head and huge well at least to a 12 year old boy!. But I was a man none the less now that I had my own steed. Molly had a Glass eye which set her up for a perfect Pirate horse. And some great stories how it happened to my friends.

Molly was my pride and joy and living in a small southern idaho community I had to have a big horse to be a real cowboy. Me and Molly went every where on full day rides to snow rides and every imaginable adventure. I always packed my "red rider" BB gun for that always awaiting adventure.

Or target practice at prarie can flats (must have been a dump site for wagon trains so many cans and what I know now I must have blasted thousands of dollars worth of flip top colored glass bottles..sorry)

With that said I was ready for another ride getting ready to head out the back of the property to one of my favorite destinations. When a horse trailer pulled to the barn. I had to make sure everything was alright so I went over and checked it out.

Just when I got there my sister came running out a know it all 16 year old had just recieved her first horse Chico. I know now was an appy. Chico was nice but had alot of spots, looked like a big dog to me at the time.

Well sister was soon to state that I better never ride him because he belonged to a Blackfoot Indian Chief and could only be rode by her now. No biggy I had molly and she was bigger than "Chico". So of I went back on my ride.

About a week later my sister asked me if I wanted to go on a ride with her and of course I was happy to give her some riding pointers. Now we were soon to find out that Chico was "Alpha horse" and would not allow a butt in his face. So we were in an open part of the praire and I was tired of listening to my sisters input on all I was doing wrong and quit brushing into her.. blah..blah..blah... a quick click and I was off... Go Cowboy..

Now I have to give credit to Chico as soon as I broke out he would have nothing to do with it and he decided to get involved we had our first race. I had never been involved in two horses competing to race.. OH MY GOSH... I had water running out the side of my eyes and could barely hold on to my hat. My sister was screaming to stop my horse she was scared to death. (me too but would never admit it she needed to learn to ride with the men) and molly was in a hackamore as she was normally very docile. I couldn't stop her if I tried. A mile or two down the trail they wore out and slowed.

I briskly shouted "See that's how us Men ride every day" picking the june bug out of my teeth. It was definetly time for a piece of Beef Jerky and a shot of RC cola.

All said and done we started back to the barn and with Chico and Molly looking like they were ready to shave. I had my ever cool cowboy smerk look on and my sis was back at her parrot routine. Don't ever do that again.. of course not sis .. of course not. Blah, Blah, Blah.

We were almost back to the barn when we flushed a Jack Rabbit out of the Sagebrush and Molly spooked he flushed on glass eye side. She did a front spread eagle to rival any gymnast and Chico to my Suprise again was OFF.. not scared he went after the Jack Rabbit! My sister was screaming.. I had my mouth Wide open in disbelief..

What a COOL HORSE... well the jack rabbit did the predictable Left 90 degree turn in which Chico followed to perfection and Sis stayed on. Impressive. Then the Rabbit did a set of left-right-left-left and then a 90 ... that got her sis went left horse went right...

Every watch someone sail of the high dive at the Plunge? that is what she looked like to me and it was all in really cool ...slow motion... I laughed so hard if a man could pee his pants I came so close. She hit that sagebrush with enough force to flush out a pheasant at least 30 yards away... lucky pheasant I didn't have my Red Rider handy..

She started crying so over i went, she had a few scrapes and some nice sage accessories in her hair but she was okay..got her up and brushed of and we looked around and Chico was headed back to the barn and so I got of molly and walked my sister back to the barn. By the time we got back we were both laughing our heads off and a little tighter bond was formed.

I was a great adventure for one day and I still laugh thinking about it at this writing about 30 years later..

Thanks Sis ... see you when I get there. Oh and you probably already know I rode your horse a "couple" times when you weren't around.

Nothing like sibbling rivalry. Thanks for sharing it. I have never heard of a horse that would chase a rabbit I know some have pushed dogs out of there pasture though.