This morning, I did chores in a sweatshirt (no jacket required!) and then rode Flash at 8:00 in a tee-shirt. He was an excellent boy for me, moving forward off my leg, listening hard, working through his back and into the connection.
Jackson was still very gimpy this morning so we continued with the higher dose of bute. This afternoon when I took my sudoku book down to sit with him, he was walking better. The donkeys were rolling in the sandy dirt while Flash and Kalvin vacuumed the ground around the hay bins looking for leftovers.
Meanwhile, I tried giving Jackson a massage. He wasn't interested. What he wanted was to get out of
He did the roll and flip from side to side five times. Then he got up and shook. Then he bucked. BUCKED! I'm thinking "oh, crap. Ouch, ouch, ouch" -- and then he did it twice more waving his front legs in the air like a boxer.
I told him that was enough of that business and put him away.