Yesterday around 4 I saddled up the bay boys and headed out for a little 6 mile loop with a couple of hills, which I find is about the perfect ride to exhaust greenie Joey. Having a quiet mentor like Blaze is so incredibly helpful; Mr. Joey, who is terrified by bunnyhopping or people climbing things, is just about dead quiet and relaxed out on the trail following Blaze. He investigates everything, he eats, he poops, he of course has the odd butt tucking spooky moment but Blaze is tolerant, with a few reminders from me.
Joey carrying the saddle up the hill for the first time, he also borrowed Desire’s breastcollar!
Quiet boys back in the yard. Georgia does some Arab training. Hold em steady, ole gal