Saturday, 14 November 2009

Good times

September came and went and before I knew it my baby foal was broken in and I was riding him around.


It was the strangest feeling and it didn't really hit home until I took him back to the young horse place again. Coming off the trailer and going back in his old stable he just looked and acted so grown up.


When the yard owner asked me if I wanted her to keep a rug on so he stayed didn't go all fluffy and filthy I just shook my head.


- Nope, that way I'll be less tempted to come and get him again before the winter is over, I smiled. Because waiting until the spring is going to be really hard.





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