A Good Boy
I rode early, but not as early as I intended. But the woods were quiet, dark and deep with miles to go before I sleep----oops, apologies to Robert Frost. The woods were quiet but the sunlight was filtering through the trees.
Quite beautiful, actually.
Tucker was virtually an angel. Aside from stopping now and then--with my permission--to snack on the trees, he was settled and calm. Even when we got to the point where the scary ATV's appeared yesterday, he did not react, but just kept walking.
He was the only one I rode as I had some errands to run and had already frittered away a good part of the day. But Chance had a fairly longish ride yesterday and Toby was simply not interested, so Tucker was the star attraction.
I did just a little ring work when we got back and actually worked him on the bit for a few circuits of the arena. He was a little sticky about taking his right lead, but didn't protest as much as he had the last time we tried. I think too, he is more comfortable when he is in a frame than just being left to his own devices on a loose rein.
At any rate, we had a good day.
And oh, yes, no BUGS!!!