As I conclude my seventh semester as an equestrian at The University of Findlay, I’d like to look back on the experiences that really say “FINDLAY” in my mind. I’m guessing current equestrian students and alumni of the program can agree on a lot of these things!
You know you’re a Findlay Equestrian when:
You’ve worn breeches to class.
And Walmart… and Chipotle… and definitely Henderson Dining Hall.
You don’t notice you smell like horse anymore.
Trust me – coming from a senior: you do. You do not smell good.
You’ve drug yourself out of bed and gotten to the barn at some insanely early hour to braid your horse’s mane.
Only to have them rub the braids out before your grooming grade.
You know the struggle of trying to get all four of your horse’s feet on the scale for a body score due that day.
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Laugh all you want. Those fuzzy little things would ruin Hawaii’s delicate and unique ecosystems.
This is almost exactly what actually happened, except I didn’t speak my startling revelation out loud. That would have been a bit embarrassing.
I’m so good at identifying animals, I should go into zoology.
I have been witness to some elaborate last-minute evasions of these spots. While I’m not superstitious, you won’t catch me stepping on one. Some students, however, like to tempt fate.