So I made a decision to go see him (make sure he's still alive) and he is. Alive and well. Almost too well. He has too much spunk! But that's why he's mine. I had a little love fest with him, took too many pictures, but they look so good! But the creepy thing is, even though he's not dead or dying, he's still leaving!! He's being shipped off to London, Ontario for a trade horse thing with another coach (One of my old coaches, to be exact). Premonition, or what! It's cool because I haven't seen this coach in ages and it'd be awesome to go visit her. And an hour and a bit east or west doesn't really make a huge difference.
Tiz came up with me, and he was riding Lake Skimmer, and I'm so happy that he loves it! Makes it so much easier because he's always like, 'Let's get a farm, Jazzy'. Me: We don't have money. And I thought we were going for apartment first? (Oops, did I just spill a secret ;)?) It was such a nice day out, all sunny and warrrm. Woot for the first nice weekend in spring, spent with the ponies! I went total drill sergeant on his ass, coaching him. It was pretty fun, and I was totally into it, and he and I could both see/feel results. Go me! Haha.
It's been a long day, but it's been fun. Gotta hit the hay, as they say!
xoxo
