Feeling a little nostalgic today as I think of how far Megan has come. I first saw her when she was even younger than the photo here. She was a wee fiesty thing with a big honkin' butt. Today, she's a big girl and that honkin' butt is even bigger.
Combined with our last ride we've now strung together two rather ho hum outings. Today I asked a little more in terms of length of time and correcting the wigglies. She was great. Very cooperative and attentive.
We came around the arena just as Jill was dumping a muck cart full of water (think big whoosh) and she didn't even acknowledge it. I think I jumped, but Megan soldiered on. Ditto a fat pigeon with faulty depth perception clanging onto the roof of the arena. No worries.
The only interesting challenge of the day was every time we came by E tracking right, she'd dive off the rail to the inside. WTF? Not once, almost every time until I got all Buffy on her a few times and she decided to forego that particular move. You know it's a good day when you start thinking about cantering. I haven't tackled that yet, but it's now on the list.
Stay tuned.
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