It’s been a relatively slow week for horse activities. Full
time job + 8 hours of graduate courses [online] have kept me rather booked up.
Forgoing horse time isn’t my favorite thing, but to conquer everything on my
plate it has become a sad necessity. The quarter is only 10 weeks, and I’m
finding time on weekends to ride and play, but week days? They’re sadly
becoming a thing of the past.
On Thursday I just couldn’t stand it and decided to go out
just to see them. I needed to smell that horse smell; it never ceases to calm
me and help me release all lingering tension from worrying about how I’m managing
my time to conquer everything.
I drove out, turned in my board check, discussed the travel
plans for seeing Buck Brannaman this Sunday [SQUEE!], and then went down to the
barn. The horses, per the norm, were out in the field – but fortunately within
calling distance. I knew Q wouldn’t come when called, but Griffin always does
so I whistled and called his name and he slowly ambled over.
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I never put a halter on him. He came in the gate, waited
while I closed it, walked by my side to the barn, and stood patiently waiting
in the aisle while I got him a tiny bit of grain + mineral supplements. He
nommed while I took burs out of his mane and forelock. He was a snot in the
beginning, so I told him to move his feet and get away from me, pushing him
into a tight trotting circle around me for a few circuits in the barn aisle. I
stopped, he stopped and asked to come back in, I obliged. He continued to nom
and be more polite while I brushed him a bit, scrutinized his feet, and then
turned him back out. No halter, lead, anything the whole time. He’s such a good
boy! He’s my lover, Q’s my worker.
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Hoping to take this pretty lady out for a day on the town
(literally) tomorrow. Looks to be a bit rainy for an hour or so. Going to be
chilly in the 50s, too! But that’s okay. I’ll just toss some SmartWool or
UnderArmor on beneath my shirt and show jacket. The parade route is the longest
of any parade I’ve ever been in (used to be in marching band). It winds all around
my town and hundreds and hundreds of people will be there watching. I hope all
goes well – I enjoy getting out to do random non-typical horse things like
this. Its fun for me and a really phenomenal experience for Q – hopefully Griffin,
one day!
Hope your weekend goes well – I’ll be sure to update on the
Buck clinic, parade, and other shenanigans soon!
From the pics I saw this weekend it looked like the parade went well! Hope that's true! :)
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