Inigo and I are stuck in mud...at least it is not concrete. He really makes huge strides daily, and he is so fun to watch move...Awe inspiring and as nice as my friessian, no kidding. We are circling barly moving forward and he really wants to buck the whole time...I have a sad face today for him. He will get there, but I just don't know if he can do it on man's schedual. We are buzy pushy demanding creatures are we not.
Fezzik was a rock star. I was not feeling well or up to riding, and was coming up with excuses all day not to. Then at 8:40 I headed back up knowing I had to blanket them. I saddled up and sat up on him in the shaddow filled spooky arena. We walked both ways he seemed excited. That is not very Fezzik like. I decided after a week of no bit to try a combo bit...He was so soft and wonderful in it. We were jogging laps and figure 8's in the spooking dark half lit arena. I decided to try the poles, he loves rearanging them so much. I sit up there and he uses his feet to arrange them how he would like to have them to go over them. Today was the first time I felt like we were really riding, not just starting out!