Work: AM heat therapy/walk [reverse of Tues], PM groom/ground exercises [weave cones, turn-around box, reverse poles, plank]
Grade: [spookier than strictly necessary during grooming but redeemed himself in the ring, which alone is worth a star.]
In their infinite wisdom, Horse Illustrated has published my story of shopping for Rodney as “Horse Tales: The Horse Next Door” in the February 2012 issue. The punchline is that while he lived several hundred miles away at the time of purchase, we initially met at a barn down the street. Aside from being blatant self-promotion, going over the story reminds me how captivated I was when I first saw him. If you had told me that four years later I would have that horse in my backyard, I would have said you were dreaming. If I knew then what I know now, would I still would have bought him? In all honesty, yes. The entire time I was trying him out, something drew me to this horse. Which means either that I have a discerning eye for horseflesh and marvelous things may yet happen OR that I am an emotion-driven idiot who bought the wrong horse for the wrong reasons. Time will tell.
What is the farthest you have ever traveled to look at a horse?