
PHOTO: CHECK OUT THESE GUYS. I SEARCHED FOR "OLDER HORSES" AND THESE DUDES CAME UP ON THE FIRST PAGE. LOOK FAMILIAR?
I don't think I wrote a post last week about the horse I fell in love with. His name is Lancer. He's a bay thoroughbred, not so big, the sweetest pet and fun as hell to ride. I love him. He gives me good love, too. He loves being scratched behind his ears, he's ticklish and when you poke and tease him he turns around to grab at you with his lips, ears perked forward and friendly.
Lancer lives next to what might be the oldest horse at the barn- a skinny old guy named Moses. Moses dozes (it rhymes!) with his head hanging out his stall, and I think he's even sometimes asleep with his eyes open. His eyes were gunky and I cleaned them out for him. I think he liked that. Anyhow, I got to ride Lancer AGAIN this week and I was so looking forward to it. I also had an epiphany about riding, which happens sometimes.
I used to ride on autopilot. Not only am I not as strong as I was when I was 15, 16, 17 years old, I also have to think about a lot of stuff I used to take for granted. I Amazoned George Morris' Hunter Seat Equitation because I need to read about some of the stuff I have a hard time making happen now. Brush up!
More momentum on the Kidzillions side. Totally happy with the progress. We met with Rudy again, which was great, and ran into a few other people who also had advice. Everyone's got advice. I want it all, but some folks really are opinionated.