My mom and I have had a couple of lazy days lately. That's okay. Sometimes it's nice to just do nothing together. I don't always need to be running fast or learning things. I learn things most days anyway, even if we really don't do much.
Yesterday, she came out kind of early but she had to leave to go to that Job of hers. I'm not sure I really like this business of her having another Job besides taking care of me. It seems to take up an awful lot of her time. Even so, she still makes sure I'm taken care of every day. She cleaned out my stall yesterday and also cleaned out my water bucket. I always like that. It gets kind of messy because sometimes I forget to wait until I'm done eating before I take a drink so I get loose hay and bucket food in it. I don't really mean to - I just don't think.
Mom cleaned out all my shavings and she didn't put any more in which sort of worried me. I like to have shavings after all. But there weren't any left outside my stall and she didn't seem too worried about it. She just took me to the Round Pen and lunged me a little bit.
I didn't really feel like lungeing but I obediently went around at a walk and a trot and a canter and then Mom turned me the other way and I just stopped and looked at her. She laughed and took off the lunge line and that was lots better. We walked around together, and I sniffed around on the ground just in case there was something interesting. And I played with her shoes. I haven't played that game for a while and we had some fun with me trying to grab her shoe and her catching my nose between her legs. It made me feel like a baby again.
We had a nice time and when we were done, she brought me back to my stall and gave me my bucket dinner and then left. Without me getting any shavings! Well, I was kind of upset, I have to admit. My mom doesn't do stuff like that and I didn't know what to think. I was pacing around in my stall kind of agitated when all of a sudden, there was my dad at my door! He had carrots for me of course, but he also had shavings!
Well, I should have known someone would take care of me. My mom and dad love me lots and know how much I like to have shavings to play in. So that was all right.
Today, when she came out she did ride me but it wasn't much of a ride. She was in pain today. I can always tell. My mom has this thing she calls arthritis and it makes her hurt all over. I can tell when it's bothering her because of the way she moves and how she sits in the saddle. Most of the time, it's not a problem. She says that I'm her miracle cure because I make the pain go away. But when it does bother her, I try to move really carefully and slowly so I don't make it worse. I remember when I first came to live with her, I was carrying her one time and I stumbled. I could feel her gasp and tense up with pain when it happened and I felt so bad! So now I pay more attention and I flat out won't trot or bounce when she hurts.
We rode for a little bit in the Flat Arena and we did some more turning and circling at a walk. We did that thing where she puts the rein on my neck and asks me to turn and I did another circle around thingy like that. Then we went for a nice walk down the road past the Little Rolling Arena and behind the barns and back around through the place where all the cars park. We didn't go up or down any hills which was good because that might have hurt my mom. Then we went back to my barn and she put me away. She petted me and brushed me lots before she did. Even when I can't make her pain go away, I think I make her feel better. I hope so anyway.
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