It occurred to me yesterday that every since we embarked on life as a riding horse with Megan my every interaction with her has been to work her. So yesterday we took a break and just enjoyed being pals.
After knocking the major dirt off of her and a little cookie shakedown action (she's a treat ho) we just wandered around the farm letting her graze. This always amuses (and relaxes) me. I always try to direct her to patches of grass that I think look particularly delectable. You can almost see her thinking: "Girl, I don't go the grocery store with you to pick out a good cut, let me pick my own damn grass." So I did... mostly.
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