“Out for a suburban Sunday trot on Syringa St. in Post Falls, this teen multi-tasks by checking her cell phone messages while in motion,” posts CouncilwomanKerriT, OnLocation North Idaho.
too funny. I’m sure if there were cell phones around when I was her age, that would have been me. She needs to be wearing a helmet, though. Even if helmets DO look ugly…
Cell-phone on horseback? I’ve asked this before, but isn’t the idea to get AWAY from the phone? I don’t know about you, but I find the concept of ‘always being connected’ quite confining.
I’m just a safety freak when it comes to horses. When I was a kid, the barn I had my boy at implemented a helmet policy. I hated it. However, that very day, said, horseboy decided to try and scrape me off under a lowhanging branch. I’ve worn a helmet ever since…
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Liz on March 09 at 5:26 p.m.
too funny. I’m sure if there were cell phones around when I was her age, that would have been me.
She needs to be wearing a helmet, though. Even if helmets DO look ugly…
Escapee on March 09 at 8:17 p.m.
Cell-phone on horseback? I’ve asked this before, but isn’t the idea to get AWAY from the phone? I don’t know about you, but I find the concept of ‘always being connected’ quite confining.
Kibby on March 10 at 8:50 a.m.
Indeed she does need to be wearing a helmet, especially since she’s on cement. But kudos to her for getting out and about on her pony in this weather.
Liz on March 10 at 2:59 p.m.
I’m just a safety freak when it comes to horses. When I was a kid, the barn I had my boy at implemented a helmet policy. I hated it. However, that very day, said, horseboy decided to try and scrape me off under a lowhanging branch. I’ve worn a helmet ever since…