Most of the time, though, we got along fine and she and I had a great time riding through trails and running through the fields.
One time, Lady got a bit part in an advertising campaign. She was the "cover horse" for some labels for wine bottles. The "brand" was something like "White Stallion." They say Lassie was a male dog, so I guess it was okay.
I used to set up jumps in the yard -- rake handles and such on the top of 5-gallon buckets, etc. We were pretty good at jumping, though sometimes he would stop just short of a jump and I would go flying over the jump on my own. Then he would look down at me like I was crazy.
Despite some sudden dismounts, Trigger wasn't mean. He would always stop the minute I fell, being careful not to step on me. We could mount him vaulting onto him from behind. Sometimes in the winter, Dad would ride him pulling us behind on a snow disc. Someone would probably report you for child abuse doing that these days, but man it was fun!