Mutton-Busting

Tonight we went to the rodeo at the county fair. Jon and Greg were hoping to do some mutton-busting. However, they were both 2 pounds over the sixty pound limit, so Sara became the chosen one to uphold the family honor.
Bravely, Sara enters the chute, ready to mount the sheep!
I told Sara to think about only one thing: hang on! Unfortunately, she forgot. The cowboys were right there to prevent a crash landing, and she hurriedly pivoted and ran back to Mom and Dad.
Sara's patented left-handed salute to the crowd