Good morning, everyone. Yesterday was busy and fun. In the morning, I went to Mariah's place to help her groom her horses. She has 2 Norwegian Fjords and a mini. The mini was a bit cautious at first about me grooming him. Mariah said he thought I might be a vet. But the horses were loose in the yard, and when he saw me grooming his pals, soon he wanted to get in on the action. I think he actually enjoyed the grooming most, once he saw what I was doing. He's a cutie, and I got quite fond of him. Of course, I've met him before, but I never really had much to do with him.
Mariah and I might ride together sometime, me on Fenia, the older mare, and Mariah on Dag, Fenia's son, who's young and green.
After that, I hurried home to make baked potato salad for Deb's party. It was a birthday party for her friend Kelly, who boards her horses there. When I got to the party, everyone was very consoling about Penny, and a few people hadn't heard yet. Donna was there. She's the one who provided a horse for me to give lessons on when I thought Penny wasn't up to it. I'm not sure if I want to continue to do that, but we'll see. The horse is still there. Donna has known Penny since practically when I bought her, and when I told her about Penny's death, I could see tears welling in her eyes.
Over the winter, I learned that Deb had broken her leg. She was taking manure out from a stall to the manure pile when she slipped and fell. She's better now, but she still walks a little stiffly. Deb also offered me horses to ride. I could ride Corky, who's the one I drew multiple portraits of, if you remember. He's elderly and arthritic, and the vet thinks short rides at a walk would be good for him. Only, he's supposed to have a light rider, and I'm not all that light. I'm not overweight or anything, but I'm no featherweight, either.
Then there's Baby, a horse Deb bought recently to do English on, since her main horse, Levi, seems better suited to Western. Since Deb broke her leg, she has scaled back her riding expectations and no longer wants to ride Baby, so he's for sale. Till then, I could ride him.
I told everyone yes, I'd ride the horses, just let me know when. So we'll see what comes of it.
Mariah and I might ride together sometime, me on Fenia, the older mare, and Mariah on Dag, Fenia's son, who's young and green.
After that, I hurried home to make baked potato salad for Deb's party. It was a birthday party for her friend Kelly, who boards her horses there. When I got to the party, everyone was very consoling about Penny, and a few people hadn't heard yet. Donna was there. She's the one who provided a horse for me to give lessons on when I thought Penny wasn't up to it. I'm not sure if I want to continue to do that, but we'll see. The horse is still there. Donna has known Penny since practically when I bought her, and when I told her about Penny's death, I could see tears welling in her eyes.
Over the winter, I learned that Deb had broken her leg. She was taking manure out from a stall to the manure pile when she slipped and fell. She's better now, but she still walks a little stiffly. Deb also offered me horses to ride. I could ride Corky, who's the one I drew multiple portraits of, if you remember. He's elderly and arthritic, and the vet thinks short rides at a walk would be good for him. Only, he's supposed to have a light rider, and I'm not all that light. I'm not overweight or anything, but I'm no featherweight, either.
Then there's Baby, a horse Deb bought recently to do English on, since her main horse, Levi, seems better suited to Western. Since Deb broke her leg, she has scaled back her riding expectations and no longer wants to ride Baby, so he's for sale. Till then, I could ride him.
I told everyone yes, I'd ride the horses, just let me know when. So we'll see what comes of it.