Ridiculous Pony Carousel
By Jeffrey Jacobs (05/12/09 16:28:29)
Related animal: Horse
Ridiculous Pony Carousel
Upon our return from the Santa Cruz Island trip I was walking back to my car when I spotted something that grabbed my interest. It was a pony carousel set up on a field near the marina. There were four of the most miserable horses strapped to polls that protruded from a spinning center axis. The idea was that people pay the guy who sits next to this thing to strap their children to these animals and have them walk in a circle. As I approached them, I felt like I could see the boredom and utter anguish in the eyes of the animals. They desperately yearned to be in a field somewhere, doing whatever it is that horses do when people aren’t making them act ridiculous. Before I knew it I was talking, out loud, to one of the horses, telling him that I could sense its pain and hoping things would turn out alright. The horse turned and looked at me and stamped its back feet in the grass. I then reached over the fence and pet the horse’s head, which I think it enjoyed, though I don’t know anything about horses. Then a lady came with her three children, giddy with excitement over the event about to ensue, and paid the man to strap them in. The children got on the horses and as the man said whatever it was that he said to make the horses move I was confronted by the delight of the children and simultaneous exhausted misery of the ponies. I felt like I should set the ponies free but knew I couldn’t and I was bummed.
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By Jeffrey Jacobs (05/12/09 16:28:29)
Related animal: Horse
Ridiculous Pony Carousel
Upon our return from the Santa Cruz Island trip I was walking back to my car when I spotted something that grabbed my interest. It was a pony carousel set up on a field near the marina. There were four of the most miserable horses strapped to polls that protruded from a spinning center axis. The idea was that people pay the guy who sits next to this thing to strap their children to these animals and have them walk in a circle. As I approached them, I felt like I could see the boredom and utter anguish in the eyes of the animals. They desperately yearned to be in a field somewhere, doing whatever it is that horses do when people aren’t making them act ridiculous. Before I knew it I was talking, out loud, to one of the horses, telling him that I could sense its pain and hoping things would turn out alright. The horse turned and looked at me and stamped its back feet in the grass. I then reached over the fence and pet the horse’s head, which I think it enjoyed, though I don’t know anything about horses. Then a lady came with her three children, giddy with excitement over the event about to ensue, and paid the man to strap them in. The children got on the horses and as the man said whatever it was that he said to make the horses move I was confronted by the delight of the children and simultaneous exhausted misery of the ponies. I felt like I should set the ponies free but knew I couldn’t and I was bummed.
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