First things first: I vacuumed my home; I filled the bird feeders; I cursed at the robot that ran out of batteries and therefore didn’t get up all the dog hair under my bed; and then I said, “I’m going riding.” Thankfully, Reo was in the shed when I arrived, so no traipsing across the …
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RIDING REO
I missed a few horse days, and today was my fix. The day offered blue skies, cool temperatures, no wind, and time to ride. As I approached the barn, I looked to see how far out Reo was in the pasture. He was mid-point, amidst the clumpy mud and water, which meant I needed my …
My Paint Horse and Me
I finally realized that I do not have to ride every day, or every week for that matter. I can spend quality time with Reo just lungeing and learning. He is fuzzy now, like a velvet rug, and smells like a winter horse. He likes me, I think. He likes the snacks I give him, …
