Riding Again

Tax's puncture wound is closed now and healing nicely. The swelling in his chest is gone and the hair is growing back on his various scrapes. All of that meant starting slowly last night with some walking. We walked around the rail and then practiced bending around the new poles in the arena. He seemed to like that. He even felt good enough to start giving me a hard time when he heard the dinner carts going around. The mosquitoes came out as soon as the sun went down and it was time to call it quits for the night.

I'm still hoping to trail ride this weekend even if we have to take it easy and forego the 12 mile organized ride. The only thing that makes me a little nervous is that we may be trail riding alone for the first time. He's always braver with a buddy but I know we can do it. I haven't been out alone since I was in my early twenties. Scary, yes, but good scary...exciting.

I fell off that stupid gray mare again...in my velcro-y western saddle. At the new barn she's going out to dry pasture with lots of running room and getting no grain or other feed except hay and vitamins. If that doesn't solve the problem I'm done riding her.

Promise is doing really well at following his nose these days. He isn't throwing his head in protest every time you move your hands either. His gaits are also looking much more balanced and consistent. Way to go, Kim! Now if we can keep him from breaking cross ties every time there is a sound in the barn we'll be doing great.