Aside from always being glad for her company, there is the added bonus of having most excellent photos of whatever we end up doing.
To start with she got this great shot of me saying hi to Miss P in the pasture for the first time right when we got there...
|sweet happy mare|
It was an absolutely gorgeous day out on the peninsula. The sun was shining, the mountains were out and everything was green, green, green. As Supermom got acquainted with the place we came up with our plan for the day - Put needles in the puppy (she loves them!), run the herd in from the front pasture, eat lunch, go for a ride, relax.
Exactly the sort of agenda that I can support..
It was an incredibly relaxing day for me surrounded by people who I respect, and horses I adore (especially that one silly mare). Pia is doing INCREDIBLY well. I can't emphasize that enough. I thought Cowboy Man was a bit crazy when he stated that P isn't working in a bridle anymore (that is.. she works in a halter only) but when we got out onto the trail it's clear that she doesn't need a bit (from a safety perspective) and that she is just so much more comfortable moving through the world than she was even just a few short months ago.
We did quite a bit (relatively speaking) of our work at a trot and Pia was completely up for it. no head tossing, no fussing, no chest biting. Just big, forward movement and an eagerness to keep going. That eagerness is what we've been missing for so long.
I couldn't have ask for more.
I could go on and on about each little twist in the trail, but instead I'll let Supermom's pictures speak for themselves. She'll probably scold me for posting the unedited pictures but that's what happens when she puts jpegs in my hot little hands. I can't possibly sit on them without posting.
Plus all those wise old people say pictures are worth a thousand words. So without ado, the first part of our day at Summer Camp:
|Pulling on the mares ears (they are still firmly attached)|
|snacks and kisses|
|Eventually the herd wandered off and P ditched us to go find them|
|Maisy successfully stole a bone from one of the big dogs|
|And then she ran like a goober-dog|
|The herd coming from the front pasture through the main driveway|
|Pia was last in...|
|My vet's dog knows how to "fetch" a halter and leadrope then go up to her horse, wait for her to halter it, then the puppy leads it back to the barn....|
|heading to the barn... Maisy does not know this trick.|
|P hanging in the herd|
|Inside of the big gabled barn|
|Ready to hit the trail!!|