So Mom was supposed to drive down today and help me watch Sianna so I could have a few minutes to myself every day before I go back to work. Which meant first thing tomorrow morning I would have been on a horse (it's not that I don't have time to ride, it's that I never have anyone here long enough to watch Sianna while I ride). Well, now she's driving down tomorrow. I'll still have Friday to ride and maybe my person and I can ride Monday morning before we cook out.
He REALLY needs to get on Rascal. It's been like 9 months since that kid's been ridden.
Even though it's been super hot, I've needed barn time. I put Sianna in the sling and we go in the stalls, under the fans with her horsies and we've been grooming them. I said I was going to let Twister go wild this summer but I lied. I'm going to start riding again, even just once or twice a week, and I hate the long mane. HATE IT. I grew up riding hunters and then spent a few years and the track then eventing...... you pull manes! It's ingrained in me to hate long manes. I'd pull Rascal's too but I've promised I wouldn't touch him.
|before, the wild western ranch horse look|
|after. the gentlemanly, english horse look|
|before being treated to tlc, the wild dingo on the chase|