When I take Mo out of his stall, his neighbor, Buddy, complains. The poor little pony squeals and carries on as we leave, and squeals and carries on when we come back. It seems that if I call out to him, “Hey Buddy! Don’t worry! Mo’s having a lesson!” or “Hey Buddy! Don’t worry! We’re [...]
Sometimes, when I’m early, I just stand in the stall with Mo and rub his head, between the ears. He doesn’t do anything except blink and I take the blink as a sign of relaxation. It’s nice to just stand there with him, both of us breathing, me rubbing his head, him blinking and standing [...]
Yesterday was my birthday! I’m 48! I love being 48! It’s such an easy number to remember! It’s so . . . so . . . so darn even! Twice times four is eight! Half of eight is four! What I like best about my birthday is that I have permission to run around all [...]
I spent most of the day on Saturday out at the barn for a Terry Myers Clinic and rode Mo for the whole three hours. It was hard work but I grinned like a fool the whole time and I’m very much more in-synch (Mr. Myers’ philosophy) with Mo than I have been. It’s humbling to be [...]
This Saturday, one of my barn mates and I are going to participate in a Hunter Pace. Audrey will ride her Dusty and I’ll ride my Mo. We’ll be in the Go Horse Go! class, which means that we will try to maintain a pace of 4 mph over a course that will be between [...]
During my last lesson, Mo got loose while I groomed him in his stall. I wasn’t paying attention and besides, the horse always stays in there even when the door’s open so what’s the problem, eh? No problem. No problem until His Mo-ness wandered out of his stall with me yelling “Stop! Stop!” as if [...]
I have indeed continued — I must admit, however, that I’ve been thinking a bit more about the potential seriousness of injury than I have in the past, although the worst part right now is an itchy elbow. The scuffs are covered with new pink skin and a rash, probably due to the bandaid as [...]
It’s funnier if you remember when Nancy Reagan was First Lady. Lee Atwater, that scamp, once appeared in public wearing a “Just Say Moe” t-shirt.
You know what that little buzzard did to me yesterday? He bit me!!! Me!!! The one who leases him and puts linament on his feet and pays for his hoof care and buys special horse vitamins and brings graham crackers — yeah, me! He bit me! OK, it was more of a nip. No broken [...]
Leah said that Moe has much more spirit and what-not now that he has someone to love him. That would be me!!!! Moe is now taking a joint supplement that’s got yucca and a bunch of other stuff. I’m hoping it eases his crookedness because he’s kinda mean when it comes to picking out his [...]
