My Horse Tale for the Day.... "Let the Puppies Breath"

So I'm taking Jagger to the St. Jude Ride this weekend (Nov 21) and I thought I'd like to use my treeless because it is so comfy. I've always used the hornless endurance saddle with him. There is a lot of activity going on as we have a dump truck, a Caterpillar, a tractor and a golf cart running around in our back woods which is visable from the round pen. I let him watch until he was bored with them. Then I saddled him up and lunged him. So far so good. I drug a bucket to use as a mounting block instead of my usual mounting block (first mistake). The treeless saddle is very high. It has a high pommel with a tall horn and a high cantle. So it takes a little more umph to get into it swiftly WHICH is why I always use something easier to get into with the young 'uns at first. Well I go to get on and he moves. So we do a little standing lesson until he's standing still when I step up. The bucket is shorter than my mounting block so I'm having to put some arse into getting up. I go to mount again and the "umph" pulls on him a little, he moves. I don't want to hang off the saddle so I lean forward to balance, decide to step back down rather than swing my leg over because I want him to stand still when I mount (second mistake - I should have mounted, dismounted, then made him stand as I mounted again). As I step down, my shirt and bra hook on the high saddle horn. I'm thinking to myself --- "Oh Shit!!" He's still moving so I pull his head around with one rein to stop. At this rate, he knows something is weird so instead of stopping, he yields his hindquarters away from me. My bra snaps, my shirt rips wide open, he bolts forward a few steps and stops at the railings of the round pen. Since I'm free now, the momentum takes me right into the railing. I get to my feet pretty quick, wrist stinging, side stinging and "puppies" flapping in the breeze. Luckily I had enough shirt left to pull over them and no one saw it happen!! The ONE time I don't video tape a session -- Hahahaha! I remove reins, leave him in the round pen while I run up to the house and get a new shirt and bra, inspect the damage. Gonna be sore on my side and neck tomorrow and I have a righteous goose egg on one wrist. Otherwise, I'll live. And I knew what I had to do. I went back out to the round pen and for the next 15 minutes, I mounted, dismounted, mounted, dismounted. Then I rode him for about a half hour or so. Then dismounted, mounted, dismounted, mounted. He stood like a good boy. So all in all, it was a good session and no one saw my boobs!