Friday I rode Lance while Brian did some yard work for the neighbors to our east. When Brian returned, he was carrying a box of garlic bulbs the neighbors sent home for our garden. Lance just had to see what Brian was carrying, and followed him all the way across the arena. What a goober!
To ride dressage is to dance with your horse, equal partners in the delicate and sometimes difficult work of creating harmony and beauty.
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Well, you know it COULD have been a carrot, or an apple, or (Cooper's personal fav), a butterscotch candy! :-)
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