My mother asked, “How’s your little guy doing?”
She was referring to Stormkite, our sole gelding. I told her he was doing well, eating lots of grass, starting riots among the mares. But I admitted I hadn’t worked with him much, and he was due for some serious training-type attention.
“You’re neglecting him,” she said sternly.
So, Mom, this one’s for you. Tonight, the little tub got a nice grooming, then we took a walk through the obstacle course. Three years old, he seemed to enjoy himself and took on the obstacles with confidence.
|Polished up for Grandma|
|The tires again!|
|Why do we need a bridge to connect the grass to the grass?|
|Hey! Don't I usually eat this stuff?|
|Can we do something harder?|