Home Again

Thank God! I made it through the horrible summer of no riding fairly unscathed: only two tonsils and four wisdom teeth lighter! And may I just say, my horse is the absolute gentleman, why can't guys be like that? (I'm sure the no balls thing has something to do with it, but still...) I got out to the barn and sped-walked (remember, I'm ex-Pony Club: no running) to the barn. As soon as I hit the door, I started calling his name and there he was. It was heavenly just to have him looking at me over his stall door!

I tacked him up as fast as I could, pulled him around to the mounting block (hey, remember, he IS 17.2 hands!) and threw a leg over. Normally, if he is going to misbehave this moment and the following three are those he will choose to use. But despite the super-cool and breezy weather, he was perfect.

I was home again.

Though I am a little worried. He is a tad off at the trot - you can't see it from the ground unless you really look for it, I can only feel it slightly. But since he is due for shoes and he is even on both sides I'm guessing/hoping/crossing my fingers that it will be fixed by Wednesday - which is the soonest the farrier could come out. If not, then I guess we get to have field trip to the vet - but I'm really thinking that it is a combination of his shoes and his lack of fitness. Once it decides to dry up around here - so probably next week - we will hit the conditioning trails. Nothing like trot sets in two-point! I'm already getting my ice packs ready! I can't wait for that first gallop in a couple of weeks!