They Said It Couldn’t Be Done, Or At Least I Said It Couldn’t
Still from video
We have cantered before. Technically. In the past, work with Rodney meant – metaphorically – holding my breath and hoping we got to the other side. On this day, these were simple, organized, quiet canters. The sort of canter thousands of horses do every day. The sort of canter I used to do on Previous Horse without thinking.
How did we get here? What changed?
Who knows! Who cares! We cantered!
Obviously, I have thoughts. If this continues. If this is a one-off. Either way, I will undoubtedly dissect the entire process at great length. For now, I am basking.
Thank you for reading,