Willy had mud on his face and forelock when I went to get him. It took me a bit to get him cleaned up but having baby wipes with me are always handy! Willy seemed more cuddly today, he nuzzled me a couple times but I'm sure it was his way of looking for carrots...quickest way to a mans heart, no matter the species! I brought Willy into the big arena. He tried to walk off as I put my foot in the stirrup so I moved him around in a tight circle. Willy sighed and grunted a bit. Then I stopped him, got him set up for the mount and went up. He still took a couple steps but stopped when I told him whoa...he's slowly getting better.
December 26, 2010
Poop and Mud
I arrived around 11am to see Willy. One of the dogs came running up the driveway to greet me. I don't know any of the dog or cats names, they are all just kitty and puppy to me. I opened up my car to get my tack out, in popped the little tabby cat (the one whose tail had been stepped on by Riddle). After I got my gear out I asked the kitty to get out of the car but he didn't want to. So I put down the saddle and reached in to get him. He cuddled up against my neck, dug his claws into my fleece and gave me a give kitty hug complete with purrs. Right then Lorraine got out of her car, laughing at me and cat. We exchanged niceties about Christmas but then she went on her way to quickly take care of her Friesians and then get back to family.