Tonight my friend Laura called and invited me to go riding. By the time I got up to Freshwater Stables and entered the general pasture, my mind was full of anticipation and excitement. I am hitting the summer trail a bit late this year and just working on getting me and my horses back in shape. Walking through the gate I could see the herd, they were close. I had already decided to ride Autumn again. As I entered the meadow, I saw my lovely mare . . . running fast in the opposite direction.
Autumn: I heard that thought! NO MORE RIDING!!! I'm so outta here.
Cherie: A few cuss words, actually many cuss words got muttered as I
watched my mare get smaller and smaller in the distance.
I'll just head in this other direction.
And maybe skootch in behind my BFF Cayenne (who pins ears).
STILL there? FINE. How do ya like the sight of my tail . . .
HA! That'll stop her.
Red: Forget it, Cherie's middle name is relentless, just give it up.
And it was a mighty fine ride. At least for one of us.