|don't you seen the downtown skyline? the mountains? i swear they're over there|
The sun doesn't rise.
The smoke just gets a lil brighter.
And since neither I nor Zoe wants to die of emphysema, we've been exploring things to do that don't involve increased respiration.
Toodling is always on the agenda. Bareback toodling, even. I can say we're being productive and working on my balance and staying in the middle while building trust and developing Zoe's walk/halt/walk transitions.
Or I can be real and say while those things may apply, I'm loving every minute of having a cool baby mare that I can just pop on bareback with no prep and toodle with.
|she's getting a bridle a month at this rate.|
(Me: I need to spend less money.
Me: I will not buy a specialty saddle for a baby horse.
Also me: HEY THATS A GREAT DEAL)
I'll do a better write-up when things arrive. Promise. The stress shopping has been a bit... intense?
My smoke will go on, or what have you.
Which is why we took another day to keep it low key and play in the previously spooky indoor arena.
Question: what do smooshy noses not go on?