Well my truck project slush fund side job got interesting today. Out washing a big horse tied to a big 8x8 post/fencing. In the middle of washing off the soap suds she got spooked. I made the mistake of roping her instead of using the halter, all the halters were locked up. When she kicked & pulled the rope cinched up tighter each time. Horse goes into survival mode kicking, thrashing, bucking, and ends up wrapping the rope around her throat. The only way to get the rope off now is to get in close and cut it at the neck. So I move in to cut it and she rears up and gives me both hooves catching my hand with a direct strike. I go down on my back and look up in time to see the second strike coming, lucky for me she ran out of rope and jerked herself off to the side. That gives me time to roll under the fence to the opposite side. I get up and back way off trying to let her calm down. By now she is struggling to breathe and stops, dropping her head. I figure I have less than a minute to get that rope cut before I'm explaining why I killed a horse. So I move in again slowly, get right up on her and up she rears up to hit me with a 3rd strike. This time her front legs get hung up over the fence and she's stuck. That was my lucky break - jumped up on the portion of fence that wasn't broken by now and cut the lead at her jawline. Boom - off she runs across the field back the the coral. This is what I got for not thinking today.