|Getting the boys ready|
I know from previous experience that getting myself mounted while holding a second horse can be a bit tricky. Everyone involved behaved themselves impeccably, and we set off in good order with the dogs leading the way and Cricket ponying along like a good boy. Rhio is my best pony horse - he doesn't mind the rope touching his flanks, rump, or legs and doesn't get too upset if it gets under his tail, either. And he has always been very gentlemanly to the pony-ee, never giving off the "stay back" vibe that can make one feel much like Gumby while ponying. He is also easy to control one-handed, leaving my other hand free to deal with the pony-ee's leadrope.
|Setting off - Kelso is the tiny dark speck in the lead.|
We walked through the deep snow out to the hayfield, made a loop around it, and meandered our way back via the back pasture route. All of us reveled in the sparkling day, sighting a bald eagle in the tall pines and generally just soaking it all in. The snow was knee-deep on my boys, and the dogs flopped down in the middle of the trail to chew ice balls out of their feet numerous times. My finger tips were beginning to tingle with cold when we got back to the barn - just the right amount of effort for old man Cricket on his first outing in the snow this winter, and just enough time for me to find my center again.
|Catching our breath out in the hayfield.|
|Cricket: "Hey, man - thanks for carrying her around so I didn't have to!"|
Rhio: "Dude, if you want, we could go again, and RUN this time?!?!"