Horses, eurgh!!
Not so much an attack, but a thoroughly nasty experience all the same.

When I was about eight or nine, I used to go horseriding (I was young, easily influenced, and not strong enough to say no) Everything went well until one day when we were outside, walking around in a big circle, and I got stuck behind a HUGE Shire Horse called Piper. I was a bit scared when I saw the size of his hooves and imagined them connecting with my head, but oh no! There was something FAR worse. Piper seemed to have a wind problem - he wouldn't stop farting, and the stink was the worst thing I have ever smelt,I swear to god. It was like something had crawled up into it's gut and died there, and now it was rotting away and producing a foul stench
The worst thing was, because shire horses are huge, and I was on a normal horse, Piper's arse was basically in line with my face, and even though I was a couple of metres behind, I got the full force of the blast EVERY TIME. And he was doing this more or less constantly. I remember putting up with this sickening, disgusting stink for about half an hour until I started to feel sick and woozy. I put my hand up to tell the handlers I wanted to get off, but before I could say anything I fainted clean away. Apparently as soon as I passed out I fell, but before my head hit the floor my foot got tangled up in the stirrups and I nearly broke my fcuking leg.
Went horseriding once after that, but started to get 'the fear' and never went again.

Bastard horses
(Funty, Thu 2 Jun 2005, 16:38, Reply)