Thursday 22 November 2007

Lord of the Dance

Clear bright day here, today, but getting cooler. Tomorrow night below 0, they say. Brrr for Mr Max.

We went out for a long walk today, and Max was all on his tippy-toes, being scared of stuff. But we got round all right.

Then we got back to the yard, and Max didn't notice that A was sitting in her car with the door open. She stepped out and he just about collapsed in fright! All his little hooves doin' The Riverdance!

Poor little man! He regained his composure quickly enough, but I was laughin' at him, while A was apologising to him.

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The diary of a young horse and a not quite so young novice. What happens when you decide to return to riding after years away from it and suddenly find yourself buying a horse, and a very young horse at that? Who teaches who?