Last week was full of dark chilly rides until the weekend when it was light out and chilly. You know what those things bring about? Wild ponies. SO MANY WILD PONIES. I no longer have any idea what it's like to ride a horse that listens to me instead of the wind and crunching leaves. No idea what-so-ever. If anyone knows, please tell me all about it.
|Jamp, "OMG. DID YOU HEAR THAT?!"|
Me, "No Jamp. No I didn't."
On the bright side, Rio is doing so well with his fancy flip-flop shoes that we're back to tack walking! Yaaaayyy!!! There's LITERALLY nothing better than getting to sit on your heart horse. Nothing. Even if all you do is walk (and occasionally spook just a little).
|Rio enjoys romantic moonlit walks.|
|Ear pinning story is lies. Don't believe my mom.|
|Mom! You hear that right?! Yes Jamp, this time you're right.|
|Well, this photo is pretty cliche New England|
|I'm not going out there. Stop telling me what to do all the time.|
That's what's up this