Even though I spent the whole night out at the stable last night, and that the weather had simmered a bit, I didn’t spend a second in the saddle.
First I spent an hour plus cuddling my horse while pretending to hold her for the farrier. Realistically she’d never move anyway, this pony loves to get her feet done. She got some snazzy new kicks and took a nap/drooled on me.
Then I convinced my farrier-in-law to hop on O. I’m sort of in love with the cuteness
Note: My farrier-in-law has been riding for 50 years, and is a hell of a rider. When he rides, (hubs rides like this too) it’s like he’s glued to the horse. I am always jealous at their ease in the saddle. That said, the non-neck reining how threw him off for a minute.
He loved her, he said she was really smooth, and wanted to please. I probably glowed with the compliments. Marrying into a family of horseman/women I alsways felt that I needed to validate my riding as it was one of my few qualities that actually come in handy on a ranch! Ha!
Now that I’ve got a few months before another show, I love the quiet that has taken hold of the barn. I foresee lots of western action and maybe a trail ride or two in our future.