Junior was content outside until someone brought another horse out to the turnouts, then decided the other paddocks were too muddy and then took their horse back behind the barn to the mudlot. Junior was NOT okay with the tease of a possible playmate and I had to go rescue him as he was tearing up and down the fenceline screaming and getting himself all sweaty and upset. Oh well, we were nearly done with the stall anyway. Though the ground looked pretty dry he managed to find a nice muddy spot and rolled both sides in thick mud. We had to tie him to dry for a bit before we could even start removing it.
My mom had horses in the late 60's (and oh were things a bit different back then) so I always had a kindred spirit and support system for my horsey endeavors. My mom was at every one of my horse shows up until I graduated from high school. Yes, Dad came to most of them and dutifully held the video camera and enjoyed the socialization, but he was also the one who put my western hat on my head backwards during a versatility class' English to Western change. But I digress.
This is Mom on Cody, her grade mare which she paid for with baby-sitting money.
This is Mom on Saturday, enjoying the weather in the mid sixties, the sunshine, and the breezes.
Junior was an angel the whole time. I rode him first to get him a little warmed up and collected. Mom hopped on and walked and jogged around. Before I could even suggest it she asked him into a lope and he was such a good boy.
What she said she'd really like to do is go for a ride around the farm. I agree, but I really only have one horse so that wasn't an option for today. My plan is to ask some of my barn friends if they'd be willing to loan me a horse for a ride the next time Mom comes. I'm sure someone would be happy to oblige and that would be great fun!
I had Junior's shoes pulled for the winter on Wednesday and the farrier kept the shoes for me so we can put them back on in the spring. Anybody know if I should do anything with them in the meantime other than keeping them dry so they don't rust?
I have a lesson tomorrow that Mom gets to come watch.
We will always need our moms!
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You are very lucky. My mom is 75 and she is afraid of horses. As a matter of fact she would prefer I didn't ride as I might hurt myself ;)
ReplyDeleteIt's so great that you have that support and kinship with your mom. It's a whole different experience when the family participates as a group! Glad you had a great weekend!
ReplyDeleteHow nice that your mom is a horseperson too!
ReplyDeleteSo cool! Is that photo of your mom at the grounds in Madison, WI per chance? I showed my 4H State shows there back in the day...now they're held in Milwaukee. Such a shame.
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ReplyDeleteI believe it is Madison. She was in 4-H in LaCrosse County, WI so a state show in Madison makes sense.