one time on that same campus someone in the equine program didn’t shut a pasture gate and the pastures were just right there where all the classes were so when all the horses got out I just left class and saw first: a bunch of horses running
second: a bunch of equine majors chasing them on Foot for some reason
third: a group of students from the city just absolutely losing their minds laughing and recording it on their phones
fourth: a terrified work-study student parking authority who, when I asked, said “I don’t know anything about horses, but they told me to stop them if the come this way. what’ll happen if they do?? will they trample me???”
fifth: a group of boys in cowboy hats and flannels that I ended up standing with while the whole thing unfolded.
it took Twenty Minutes for someone to get on horseback to corral the herd.
I was like “is anyone on horseback?? what’s going on??”
and they said “no. we’re wondering when they’ll figure that out.”
and we all stood there like this
I’ve never heard of an Equine major, but it sounds lovely and entirely chaotic.
fair--y backup 