One crowhop, that is. Not so bad. Prissy is so funny. Bec cut her off and she had nowhere to go but up. We had fun. W-T-C around the place. No cracks, just mosquitos. Made 3 laps. The only one sweaty at the end was Diesel. We left him in the round pen. Boy does not like his ladies leaving him. But boy kicks. Gotta leave him at home.
I need a bigger western saddle. Not gonna happen. I'm more likely to get skinnier. Scary.
A ride doesn't cure a broken heart but it sure helps. Thank goodness for horses. My life is blessed.
Becca
Queen Chunky Monkey
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