Day 139

What a GORGEOUS DAY!
Of course I forgot my camera =[ It was warm and sunny and there was a warm breeze and everything! We let them all out to romp in the paddocks and they loved it! They all got a pre-riding grass snack and we worked with Harry to get him into the trailer. He was a little bad today, but we got him in without very much fuss...in and out 3 times in a half hour is way better than no times in 2 hours!

I got Brie saddled up and headed out to the outdoor arena for some warm-ups before we roamed around the property today. She walked so nicely in the arena, just taking in all the sunshine and warmth. She was pretty good when we went outside too -- she didn't really pull on the bit at all. I have to keep remembering though that whenever we go outside, I have to rely on my legs more than my hands because once we're out in the grass she's pretty unresponsive to the bit unless it's a yank and I only like to keep those for the most dire of consequences (like almost running into the creek). We even cantered a bit and I was so surprised that she didn't try to take off at a gallop outside! She normally likes to do that.

After a while, Harry and Nina came out into the outdoor arena and Brie and I went back in there with them for some follow the leader games and just generally cooling down. She hit that arena and slowed down like nothing else, like she knew "Okay, arena time means work". I would've ridden Harry but I was just having too much fun on Brie since she was being so good today. Harry and my mom were going to go out in the front pasture for some walking and I was going to join them when my brother said that Brie had blood on her foot. Sure enough, she did. After much inspection and a full bath later, we came to the conclusion that it wasn't her blood and that it must've been a frog or a toad she stepped on. Ick! I feel bad now.

We gave them all baths and fly sprayed and show sheen-ed and MTG'd them, and let them on a leadline for some grass before we let them in. My brother and I brought out the big exercise ball we bought to sit on and everyone except Harry was completely fine with it! We had to move extra slowly and not wave it around in order for him to not be scared and eat his grass. The funniest thing happened though: just picture it. He's chewing absolutely obnoxiously with his mouth open and a gust of wind comes by while his mouth is open and out flies the grass! He looked so confused! That'll teach him to eat properly!