I Just Had to Share

It was a good lesson, and a nice bareback ride on Tico afterwards out in the back field, where he saw a turkey and *didn't* over-react. More geese families were seen as well.

But this was the highlight of the day Silly Cinch:

To explain. I was bent over next to him picking out his hoof, when I heard "pop-pop-pop-pop-pop!" behind me. This was happening. My phone was in my back pocket. The rest is history.

Here are some of the geesies. I didn't get the cutest ones because I was riding bareback and didn't trust Tico to not decide to bolt:  two adults, the first one waddling over across a dirt road to the pond, right in front of us. It was followed by about 5 little fluffy babies. The other adult was still in the tall grass - we could see it's head and neck and part of it's body - but was just standing there... until the grass started rustling, and little gray heads popped up and out onto the dirt road, one by one...

You can actually see the dark heads of the other family we ran into on the other side of the pond, in front of the front-loader.

June 13th, 14th. Nice days...

Not too much happened... There was a lesson, there was riding, Cinch was a really good boy, so was Tico (though as usual, he was filthy...)

I'd bought a saddle pad liner to go under the saddle pads. It dries a lot more quickly than when you hose off a saddle pad - whether it be fleece or felt, those suckers take forever to dry.

The liner is about an 1/8th of an inch thick, and I could wish for it to be a bit longer on the sides, but still... so much easier to hose that off and just lay it in the sun for a few hours, than the days a saddle pad could take.

Anyway, I also dewormed the boys on Sunday. Cinch was fairly demonstrative in showing his opinion of the matter:

That lip stayed that way for a long time

I don't think it really tasted that bad, since they both accepted a Kashi bar offering immediately afterwards.  Some of the paste dewormers must taste like ass (or the horse equivalent, since they have no compunction about smelling poops, so maybe ass tastes good?). With some, they stand there, sniff the offering, and look away sadly. This was not one of those dewormers. 

On Sunday, After riding a bit in the back ring, I rode Cinch up the path to the gate going out to the back field. He was very looky and worried about it. We'll go out there at some point, but I think we'll have to work up to it.

Anyway, I did take Tico out into the back field again Sunday afternoon. As soon as we went into the field, he spied a turkey to our far right. It was pretty far away, and heading towards the trees. 

As we were watching, another one stood up (apparently he'd been crouching down in the tall grass), and scooted towards the trees as well.

And then another popped up, same thing.

Tico was a bit bug-eyed, but not too bad. We stood there and watched, waiting  to see if another was going to appear.

Finally I gave him a boot, he girded his loins, and we walked on. Warily, casting nervous glances over towards the trees, but we walked on.

We mostly just ambled over the fields, then over to the pond where the geese hang out. He looks at the geese, but more curious than as if they're going to grow fangs and attack. We watched a small family (the babies all fluffy-downy-cute) waddle over to the pond then glide into the water.

Heading back, I asked him to canter: