|pictured: not a game|
And then there's Monday. I came out late because I wanted to hack around a little and grab some pretty sunset pictures so I could play with a new photo editor on my phone.
|the good moments are getting better|
There were moments of brilliance on the lunge line, but mostly moments of idiocy. By the end of the session, Courage had completely soaked through an entire, thick saddle pad.
And I'm not even kidding.
He can be difficult sometimes. I don't know why it's asshole hour every hour.
I wanted to be mad at him. Hell, I was mad at him.
But he's just so damn beautiful. I look at him and I know I want this to work so freaking bad.
So tell me. I know there are others of you out there who have difficult horses and have worked through all kinds of hard things. What keeps you going when things are tough?