After tapping the trees we made a run to the feed store. That swallowed up more of our precious daylight hours. Then we did stalls and John fussed on Ruffy.
At 4:45 he said, "Are you going to throw a saddle on that fuzzy boy?"
I figured by the time he was brushed and tacked, it would be 5:00, leaving us about a half hour of daylight. Ah, what the heck, he was a good boy the last couple of days in the gusting winds, a perfect gentleman with only a couple of minor spooks. I'll give him the day off, and anyway, he needs his feet trimmed. So Harley got a break, and may have the rest of the week off given the weather prediction: snow mixed with rain, yet again. I'm ready to throw in the towel on winter. Let's just get to spring at this point!
So John took Ruffy out back and gave her a little time on the lunge line. She was feeling good, and really wanted to go back to the barn to eat with her pals, but John made her do some circles.
|John having a tête à tête with Ruffy|
|All right, I'll go in a dang circle!|