Whew. We worked really hard in the arena today. Weston is so smart and tries so hard, I had to take him out for a lil trail ride to let him relax, he is so happy on the trails, wandering, eating and drinking. The life. On the road I heard a noise, looked back and saw the motorcycle. Ugh. He started to canter in place. I knew he could do that. We were neck in neck for a few moments, and off went the bike, driver oblivious to my near death fealings or my horses. Weston realxed right away, and we strolled on home.
He spent the day free to roam as far as he wanted, but hanging outside my door. Waiting for something to do. Cleaning up the alfalfa leaves from feeding the cows. Happy horse.