Really, no, thank you. It’s too much.
Oh, I don’t know where to start. First, I’d like to thank my unwillingness to freeze my ass off, Woody and I couldn’t be where we are without you. Also, Daylight savings time? You’re the glue that holds this plan together. And Woody’s delicate constitution? Without your willingness to break out in funk with the SLIGHTEST hint of moisture? Your partnership with Woody’s creepy guard hairs overtop of his November clipped winter coat? Well, it’s no wonder we’re the winner winner chicken dinners of the day
Nothing exciting. It’s cold. It wasn’t cold on Tuesday, it was actually 58 degrees and lovely. I of course had a migraine.
So yesterday and today I spent some quality Woody time and he’s doing well. He lost some weight this winter (as is the wont of OTTBs) and if there was a topline on that horse it’s flown south with the geese. I’m hoping it will return around the same time they do.
He’s behaving himself for the most part. He of course still enjoys an enthusiastic and situationally excessive spook, but that’s part of his charm (?)
I looked at the spring schedule and I’m getting motivated and excited. I’m always so amazed when March comes around and I have the horse back that I had in October. If you looked at BOTH of us now you’d think we were the state fair Fungus and Long Mane champions…it’s a VERY competitive class.
So, I’m not giving you pictures. Heaven forbid Liza see them. She’d brave the cold just to drive up here and beat my ass. Or maybe I’ll take some now and wait to show them until we look like we might be able to complete a BN dressage test.
Ohhh! I do have pictures to share. Allie took these at Morven (Thanks Allie!!!!!!). We can look at them and pretend Woody still has a top line.
Although this one he looks more like a giraffe than a dressage horse. As you’ll remember, gentle readers, Woody was NOT a fan of the indoor at Morven. I’m not the type to get angry. So I laugh. It’s the kinder option, don’t ya think?