CNJ was nice enough to give me the number of her farrier and he is coming out this after noon, but I fed my ponies first thing, and as soon as the boy gets off to school, I'm headed out for a training session with Traxster.
I'm rolling things around in my mind of what I would like to do with him today. First and foremost, the ride WILL be long enough to get him back in training mode. Second I think that I really want to lose the spurs and go back to basics with asking him to stop and move off my legs. The impatient person in me wants to get out there and really get to moving around a working on the fun stuff. But the voice that I have learned to actually listen too, tells me to back up and go slower. So that is what we will do.
A week or so ago I was driving home and there were a bunch of cows out and so I stopped and knocked on the door of the house whose yard they were in and told the guy his cows were out. As it turned out, they were not his but belonged to the neighbor across the road. I assisted with the "round up" and we introduced ourselves briefly.
I told him where we lived and he asked if we had horses, so of course I told him. (duh, when am I going to pass up a chance to talk about my Trax) I told him I am trying to get into ranch versatility. He told me that he has a string of bucking horses and bulls and that on Wednesday nights they run practice. He invited us to come over any time.
Last night as we were driving home from football practice the corner where he lives is wall to wall pick ups. Young cowboys were headed to the pens with their bags of gear, old cowboys were on the pick up horses, and the cloud of dust was huge. I wanted to stop and watch but knew I needed to get home and let my doggies out. (must get doggie door soon) At least I thought I might want to watch. In some ways I am not sure. It is very possible that I don't want to see what really goes on there. Does that make sense?
Well the sun is coming on high and the temps are rising, time to get my butt in gear!