I Behaved

Well, I calmed down, took Kate's advice, and didn't sit on Jimmy tonight. I decided, I've waited this long, another few days won't kill me. Tomorrow is no big deal & Thursday I'll be cleaning the condo all evening so I won't have time to go out and be tempted to ride :-) Then Friday is the big day!

Bill and I invited Molly and Owen over for dinner, so I will only have about 15 minutes to sit on Jimmy and appreciate what that feels like again before I have to scoot home and finish getting everything ready for our dinner with them. I think I will just put a rope halter on him, and a lead rope and just sit on him and walk him around the round pen bareback. He's always the calmest with the least amount of gear on, so maybe this way he won't think anything of it and he'll just...be.

Saturday I will do full tack and boots and walk him across the street into the field. The footing is best over there and he'll be happy to get off the property again, I think. Hopefully not too happy. If that's the case, Dr. John will get a phone call ;-) If you catch my drift.

Tonight he nickered when he saw me get out of my car & walk towards the fence & met me at the gate. I cleaned him up and took him out to play. He lunged beautifully and that wild baby I had a few weeks ago has long since disappeared. He barely plods around on the lunge line now and it takes every effort I have to keep him from stopping to graze in the middle of the round pen. What a fatty.

I'd have taken pictures of him lunging tonight, but like I said...it's "Calling All Troops" to get him to TROT, let alone lope around on the line lately. I think he's gotten his playfulness out and now he'd just rather eat. Total chub-rock. Here are the pictures I did get to take. Two words to describe him tonight? Fat. Lazy. Enjoy :)