Yesterday’s free ride was an opportunity to ride darlin’ Sadie of the Blue Blue Eyes and also an opportunity to go over some of those jump-pole things except on the ground. Just poles, right? Right. OK. It was yet another thing that made me nervous on Stalker the other night, when I had my smallish breakdown. Just walking over the poles let alone trotting was not working well for me. Worked just fine yesterday for both Sadie and moi. I even tried closing my eyes a couple of times as we walked over the poles, so as to keep from myself the chance of seeing anthing that might unerve me — like the pole we were preparing to walk over.
I endorese closing one’s eyes during safe and secure work. I did that once at the barn before last. My teacher, Laura, had the horse Vegas on the longe line and to practice my balance, I closed my eyes. Like a horse wearing blinkers, closed eyes took away all the extra spooky things that will leap out and grab me if I make eye contact with them. Hey, the horse sees ’em too, just not the same ones. And the really great thing about closed eyes is that at a moment’s notice, Pop! you can open them again! Ha!
Right, the kitten. Leah is working hard to save a small kitten that’s been abandoned by its mom. The eyes are open but the tiny tiger-striped thing needs some extra care, so Leah kept in inside of her shirt, safe and warm. Awww!!! And what a good idea! I know, there’s a blue million too many cats in the world and we don’t need any more but there’s something about saving one of something that’s so danged sweet.