No Wednesday This Week. Boo.

Well, we’ve opened our pasture up to boarders once again. We already have 2 of 4 openings filled and are looking forward to having some activity around here. It seems like we might have a nice co-ed blend this time, instead of the usual hen house that Patrick dreads. He’s excited to have some men to belch and scratch and do whatever else with.

Incidentally, Patrick recently came up with the perfect response for all those jackasses we have to share the roads with. You know the ones... “why don’t you people ride your horses in the fields?” “roads were made for CARS” or they simply buzz by you at 90 kms, 3 feet from your horse’s ass.

One such moron yelled at my hubby on his last bar run with Bill (he rides 2 miles down to the local bar, ties to the hitching post and grabs himself a king can and a pepperoni for the ride back). This idiot was a simpler soul, hollering “Get off the road!” to which Patrick yelled back “Get out of your car!” and postured with his arms. Of course, the little punk did not take him up on the invitation.

So ladies, arm yourselves with some skills before heading out on the trail. Urban riding will never be the same!

Won't be riding this Wednesday, but hopefully one day this week. Instead, I'm attending a dressage clinic a friend is in for moral support and to scope it out. As much as I want to enjoy the trail with Max, I also keep seeing him all tricked out English style. He really is such a great partner for me!