So I just needed somewhere to brag!
I have been trying to lose weight so that I can fit into most of my riding gear. Well, I tried on my tall boots from about 3 years ago- they ALMOST fit! I could zip them a little more than halfway up, and if I lose another inch off my calves they will be a perfect fit!
I was so worried that I'd have to buy new boots or half-chaps, but now I don't have to worry! Hopefully they will fit as soon as the weather is better so that Abner and I can really start working again.
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Thursday, February 3, 2011
the story of my day....
I think I'll let Abner tell this one, I'm sure he can give you a better perspective.
Today, the crazy lady who has been taking care of me came to the farm with a mission. She had a camera around her neck, and she groomed me like we were going somewhere fancy, or like the vet was coming to do a checkup. Obviously, I was a little nervous about this. I let her know by pretending I was going to kick her when she sprayed some white touchup spray on my legs- but I could tell she has caught on to this trick, because she just told me to "cut it out".
She cleaned my bridle and put it on me- riding? in this snow? I told you she was a crazy lady. I got even more nervous when she took out the lunge line, has she never been outside before?
Well, I think she figured out that it was too icy to lunge as soon as she walked into the pasture, so I thought I was done! A perfect day's work, in my opinion- getting groomed, all my itchy spots scratched, then turned out.... but not even close. She made me pose in the most embarrassing poses to get pictures of me, at one point she was sitting on the ground in front of me... doesn't she know I am a dangerous, wild animal?! She should be more careful. I let her know THAT by trotting away from her with my bridle on, to show her that we were DONE taking pictures. Gosh, I always have to teach that human so many lessons- you'd THINK she would catch on by now, right?
Finally, after taking many pictures, she let me go. I walked out and rolled, just to show her who is boss. I know she was upset that I ruined my grooming, but at least I didn't pick the muddy spot in the pasture like I normally do.
Well, here are a couple of the pictures. They didn't turn out TOO badly, but I made faces in some of them.
Today, the crazy lady who has been taking care of me came to the farm with a mission. She had a camera around her neck, and she groomed me like we were going somewhere fancy, or like the vet was coming to do a checkup. Obviously, I was a little nervous about this. I let her know by pretending I was going to kick her when she sprayed some white touchup spray on my legs- but I could tell she has caught on to this trick, because she just told me to "cut it out".
She cleaned my bridle and put it on me- riding? in this snow? I told you she was a crazy lady. I got even more nervous when she took out the lunge line, has she never been outside before?
Well, I think she figured out that it was too icy to lunge as soon as she walked into the pasture, so I thought I was done! A perfect day's work, in my opinion- getting groomed, all my itchy spots scratched, then turned out.... but not even close. She made me pose in the most embarrassing poses to get pictures of me, at one point she was sitting on the ground in front of me... doesn't she know I am a dangerous, wild animal?! She should be more careful. I let her know THAT by trotting away from her with my bridle on, to show her that we were DONE taking pictures. Gosh, I always have to teach that human so many lessons- you'd THINK she would catch on by now, right?
Finally, after taking many pictures, she let me go. I walked out and rolled, just to show her who is boss. I know she was upset that I ruined my grooming, but at least I didn't pick the muddy spot in the pasture like I normally do.
Well, here are a couple of the pictures. They didn't turn out TOO badly, but I made faces in some of them.
I am also growing a mohawk. The crazy lady laughs and says it looks badass, but let's see who is laughing once I live up to it...
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