(in the spirit of positive thinking, I've added spring to my blog. Hope it helps)
I'm still sick. But I really, really wanted to see my horse.
So on Sunday the kids went to Grammy's and I bundled up, chopped some carrots and my wonderful husband took me over to the barn.
Cibolo left his hay and his BFF and came over to greet me. We walked out into the alley way.
I love that my horse will leave his buddies. It feels like a big deal.
I gave him a carrot slice and we headed over to the arena to hang out.
Next to arena are the BO's horses. Shanti has the most fuzzy ears of any horse I've ever seen. She's retired because she has Cushings.
This is Treasure, the lesson horse. She was in the parade. She's the alpha of the herd.
She does not suffer fools (or really large white horses like Cloud) AT ALL. He was two millimeters too close to her hay. Oh yeah. He's leaving.
I proceeded to examine my horse. He's gotten very fuzzy. His brand is tough to read here.
I'm increasingly concerned about this patch on his back. It's been flaking and the skin underneath almost looks like fish skin, shiny and gray. I can't figure out where it's come from. It doesn't look like a bite. And I've never seen a bite get ashen like this.
We got onto some targeting, but mostly I was just looking for an excuse to hang out. He did fine, I was too tired to do anything complicated, we just did a few clicks. Touch the barrel. Touch the bag. Touch your side. Now the other side.
His arrow points to his favorite scritching spot. And there's his double swirlly.
I got worn out pretty quickly and I remember the old training saw: always leave them wanting more.
I love horse noses...
Then it was time to visit Lily. I'm trying to get her to come with me too. You gotta earn your carrots around here. She started fishing, but I backed her up.
She's got the cutest ears.
And then, I passed out. Well, not right THERE. I mean when I got home. Darn cold.
It feels like I'm not getting better AT ALL. Ah well. At least I got to pet some horses.
I ordered a book written by Kathleen Lindley on her time with Mark Rashid. I have so much to do to get ready! April will be here quick!
I can't wait to ride again.