She needed a couple of aspirin when she got home and crawled into her bed for a long nap.
While the kids were gone, Brett worked on smoothing out the gullies in the dressage court so we could ride. He worked on it steady for a good hour and a half. I caught Camille's boyfriend taking a picture of it last night -- his mother rides dressage, how cool is that!. I told Cody he had to take a picture of it looking like a real arena today.
It was apparently siesta time when we decided to ride. Mufasa was the only animal not taking a nap.
"Seriously, you want to ride now? In the middle of my nap?"
She heaved herself to her feet and glared at me.
"If you think I'm going to walk over to you, you've got another thing coming. You can come get me."
I extended my hand. "I have a cookie, Lucy."
"Oh, alright. I'm coming."
Brett hasn't ridden Mufasa since last August, before he had his knee replaced. He's ridden Pistol, but not the big red guy. In the two weeks prior to Brett's surgery, he came off Mufasa twice. Mufasa wasn't being naughty, but Brett was a tad nervous about riding him nonetheless. Mufasa stood quiety while he was being tacked up.
We had a lovely ride. Both horses were perfectly behaved. Once again, Lucy immediately stretched down. Our normal 20 minutes spent getting her to stretch took ten. Then what? I'm not used to having time to work on other stuff. We did a lot of lateral work today and she was Gumby bendy.
Afterwards, Lucy and Mufasa when back to their pastures where they enjoyed a good roll. Brett and I went into the house in search of aspirin. My abs and Brett's shoulders are talking to us big time.
Chicken and dumplings for dinner tonight, with apple cherry pie for dessert. Camille's Cody eats all my cooking and pours Brett more wine -- I'd say he's making a good impression on her parents.