My horse is going to heaven

My horse is a saint, in case I hadn't mentioned. He's getting the day off.

I discovered something fun (almost) though... My right heel tends to come up and let my leg slip back over fences, and I hit a spot right below my knee on the girth buckles. I now have an incredibly tender bruise there. Talk about motivation. Ow. Time to take the stirrups off for real for a while, I think.
Giny just got longed yesterday, and was a complete idiot. I WILL ride her tomorrow. Arg.



Der? You can see his still slightly swollen lymph node with marks around it.


Sleepy pony. None of my tack matches now, it's fabulous. I GOT a standing martingale attachment, and it arrived broken, but I believe someone is just giving me theirs that they aren't using anymore. Until then, and Rolex (when I'm hoping to find a nice breastplate for cheap), we can be mismatched and wearing lots of crap.


Always making new friends.