Mud and "Gonna Fly Now..."

On my way home from work my husband called and said that he drug the arena a few times, but it still seemed to slippery for me and 3 of my friends to have lessons. Dang it! So, I called Billie and we rescheduled for Saturday morning. I was really disappointed – which is sort of interesting because when I was younger I would have given ANYTHING for my piano lessons to be cancelled because of weather or mud. This is so different. But, because Saturday will work out for everybody, I can be patient for a couple more days.

Instead, my neighbor came over and we took out my other horses for a spin around the field. Both of them were on their best behavior, even Gunner who had to take my neighbor and her 4-year old daughter who argued with her mom constantly that she should take the reins. I cringed at first thinking, “oh, please be good, Gunner, PLEASE be good.” He was a perfect gentleman, and my neighbor commented, “why can’t my horse be this well-behaved?” I was very proud of him.

Bug, not getting any attention – decided to run along the fence and play and kick up his heels. It made me realize how far he’s come. When he first came to us, he could barely walk from the farrier having to take as much of the rotten hoof off as possible, and build from there. I don’t even think he was ever even allowed to graze and be a horse. His life was a stall, and showing, back to the stall, and show some more, and then get a new owner, back to a stall….and over and over again. Now all we have to do is build up some muscle….and when I was thinking about that, all I could think about was the “Theme from Rocky” playing in the background as he was cruising around. Yeah – I know, cheesy – but hey, I gre up in the 80’s – what can I say. The Joint Armor he’s been on for almost four weeks is really making a difference with his joints. He doesn’t crack and creek like he used to, and he moves 10 times better.
So, hopefully the clouds will stay at bay until Saturday….can’t wait to take another lesson.