I got nothing. Have a some kitten.
September 16, 16 weeks, 1 day.
I write & schedule Monday posts the week before to keep the weekend free. Therefore, one reason I got nothing today was that I spent last week in horse show prep mode. On Saturday, Milton and I made our return to the dressage ring. It would take a better writer than I to wrest narrative possibilities out of endless iterations of Intro A & Intro B.
Although, I will say that Milton doesn’t seem to mind practicing the entire test. The books all say Not To Do This, lest the horse learn to anticipate. Rodney certainly would. If I even do a trot transition twice in the same place during schooling, he’s convinced – convinced, I tell you – that I will require a trot in that place the next time we pass by. Milton may know the tests by now. I think he doesn’t care. ‘Yeah, we’ll probably trot when we get over there. Why get upset about it now? We may not trot. She may learn to ride. The horse may learn to sing.’
Dressage results tomorrow.
Thank you for reading,