SIGH, Grace has been sold its official, I have her bridle hanging on the back of the dining room chair. Trainer found her a good home. She's at a former students barn where she'll be worked and ridden as she needs.Yes I'm sad, we had such promise at the beginning. She truly isn't a mare who can just sit, then be ridden on weekends. Jefferson is 9 months old, while I don't wish him to grow up quickly. I most likely won't be having a riding horse again till he's 5! Jeez, that's a long time, I'll be 64!
I'm loving the boyz, I wouldn't be riding thru winter anyway, come spring I'll restart lessons if only for the trail rides. I'm not sorry for the experience, she's healthy now and will be happy. I sure hope Camryn is as well. I regret being duped more for her sake than my own.
These two are enjoying life, just watching them makes us laugh.
It's been a rough day for Lincoln. As I waited to pick him up in the truck at preschool, the all the kids were on the playground. I so enjoy watching them run and play like puppies. Lincoln was climbing into a playhouse via the window. His little bum & feet sticking out, the rest in. I was just thinking "don't fall forward", when another boy came up behind him and "SHOVED!" My heart just jumped into my throat. Lincoln is OK, thankfully a scrape & bump on the noggin. I spoke to the teacher who was with Lincoln within seconds of the incident, a meeting with the school in the morning. Not the kids first bullying but, the most violent.