Daltrey has a snotty nose and is coughing, but it doesn't seem to be bothering him. I've got the stethoscope and the thermometer at hand in case he takes a turn.
I so love their personalities when they're here. Both are super sweet and affectionate. I walk weekdays from 5-5:30 AM up and down the (300 ft.) driveway. I look forward to having company.
Combination spa and patience lessons Sunday morning.
You can see how windy it is by Jaz's tail.
My beautiful, beautiful boy gets sweeter by the day.
My darling Jazu.
I can't even tell you how precious he is.
The very light that is so pleasant for us to be in
makes for lousy photos.
I decided to try the vintage western saddle on Jaz for our ride down the road. Oh. My. Gosh. Fits him beautifully. Fits my bum like it was made for me. It's a tad smaller in the seat than my barrel saddle. It would be perfect except the fenders/stirrup leathers still haven't been conditioned into submission. I'll be attacking those more earnestly. I'll also look for new stirrups to replace the metal ones.
Jaz and I had a great ride. We had a few surprises – new dogs, several people on those zero-radius spinning mower thingies, a flapping piece of plastic contractor tape – but we did okay. I sat out a spook that might have unseated me at one time. And I sure wish people would have the common sense and/or common courtesy to slow down instead of blowing past us like they do. I still don't get why other people don't get it.
I'm hoping the grass holds out until next weekend. I'm so enjoying having my horses at home.
I hope you all had as fantastic a weekend as I have had. What's new?