I had to carry her to a show jumping contest over the weekend. I went into the arena and was quite disconcerted to hear my name being announced. I quickly assessed the situation and realised that I was meant to leap over some obstacles. I was very cautious at first, but gradually found my stride and by the 'Jump Off' phase I had worked up quite a head of steam. I came a creditable third out of six clears. We had to line up to collect our rosettes and then do a 'lap of honour' round the school. I was quite emotionally drained by then and plodded round with my head on the ground. I gather that I was meant to have had my head in the air, looking spirited.
Whilst She seemed content with a ribbon, I noticed that there were bags of horse food displayed as prizes. I saw an opportunity to use my great bulk to break through the barrier and seize a bag of food as my reward. As I did so a number of people started screaming and pushing me back again. Apparently the food bags were raffle prizes and She had failed to buy the winning ticket. What a disappointment. I was taken home after that.