Ever catch yourself nickering in your head (or out loud :lol: ) to someone or something? Because I have. No shame.
I have been known to ask someone if their child was a yearling and now make a concerted effort to filter myself before I speak. I cluck at my pets and husband when I want them to move faster. The animals respond well but husband gets his growly face on and moves slower.
There is a dip on the freeway on my way home.
I have tried to sit it while my truck goes through it, but I.just.can’t.do.it.
I can’t pass 3 telephone poles or railroad ties in a stack without thinking “XC JUMP!!!” 
I know every farm or horse pasture on my routes for the past 40 years. Keep an eye on the horses and can tell you how many horses and where they like to hang out on the mornings and the evenings.
Gallop, in my mind, along the really nice stretches on interstates.
Mentally design a freestyle to songs, any style, while in the car.
Discuss medical conditions in terms of horse care. Fortunately most of my family and friends accept this from me.:yes:
I also gave directions to a fellow COTHer that included “past the field on the left with the gray and the palamino”
Any time I need to stabilize I put my heels down… Driving, sitting, flying on my pegasus…
I thought it was normal
I habitually run my fingers through the back of DD’s hair like to do to G’s tail when going behind her.
Close the hip angle over railroad tracks, which are not smooth around here, two sets nearish my neighborhood give you air.
Poke and cluck at the beagle. “Over”
Crane your head “Is that a barn? Is it for sale?”
Oh I do that to. I will hear a song and make up a freestyle in my head to that song lol.
You know you’re a horse-obsessed whack job when almost every strange adventure you’ve ever had starts with the words, “Well, there was this horse and…” and your spouse or SO just shakes his head and tunes you out at that point.
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And does anyone else see any long grassy hill, field and instantly imagine how awesome it would be to gallop up/across it? :o[/QUOTE]
oh that still happens to me when I see the access lanes (fire lanes?) in the state forests or a truck path along side a field! le sigh, the golf course dream ride…
Ha! What’s better is that my man, kid and animals all respond to the clucking!
SO resisted at first, but like any good animal, he relented and now moves off of the clucks lol.
Today I was telling a neighbor I got stung by one of those horse crotch bees.
Of course he had no clue what I was talking about. Oh well.
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Aah hahaha cracking up at the patting of the back of the car, because I almost always catch myself putting a few fingertips on my car’s trunk as I walk around it, or just a hand held out toward it… As if it’s going to suddenly swing around, ha![/QUOTE]
It’s very important to do that or your car might startle and kick! Nothing worse than a tire in the thigh…
All of the above, plus, I regularly tell the SO to “step up” or “walk on” in public, and he does!
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I say “Whoa, dog” all the time.
My farrier mentioned “those Arab guys” and we all knew he was speaking about men who owned Arabian horses, not middle east ethnicity. Have to be careful with that one![/QUOTE]
Yes you do! I was having happy hour with a friend and we were talking about the cute horse a barn mate of ours had on trial… I started my sentence “Normally I’m not a fan of Arabs but…” :ambivalence: I saw several sets of eyes shoot my way and had to quickly figure out how to end that sentence in a way that made it clear I was talking about a horse :lol:
I refer to the wheels on my car as I would to horse legs-like when I told the mechanic that it was the “left hind” that felt flat.
I always applaud my cattle dog’s flying changes when we’re playing ball…
When I brake fairly hard, I sit up and lift my shoulders and think “up up up”, trying to get my car to lighten in front and use its hindquarters.
Cluck at everything. Especially automatic doors.
“cluckcluck Giiiiit” when people are in my way… including my boss. LOL
I use inside leg on my car when I feel it falling in through a turn.
Close my hip over bumps or when going up a hill.
I do that “ch-ch-ch-ch” sound at animals/people when I want them to stop doing something.
