I thought I would go out and ride Boo today. I spent more time grooming him than I did riding. He was in desperate need of some tender-loving care. I used a shedding blade, and the hair just kept coming off! I put him in the wash rack and used warm water to clean the mud off his feet and lower legs. Once they had dried I checked them over really well for nicks or sores. They were in remarkably good shape for as wet as it has been these past few months. I'm going back out tomorrow to wash his tail. I can't wait until it's warm enough to give him a bath. He had one place in his mane that looked like it had started to dreadlock. My little Rastafari man!!! It's been almost 2 weeks since I've been able to groom him like this. When I finished up I told him that he looks once again like somebody loves him. I know he enjoyed the attention. It was therapeutic for me too. It's been a rough 2 weeks. There has been lots of stress and lots of anxiety. Some highs and some very low lows. I needed this quiet time with just me and my horse living in the moment.
We had a good ride as well. He remembered what we have been working on these past few months and came soft and connected early on. We only rode for about 30 minutes. We didn't need any more time than that, and I didn't want to push either of us to hard while we were trying to get back into the swing of things. There's no sense in making ourselves sore. I'm planning on getting in at least another 30 minutes tomorrow while I'm waiting for his tail to dry. Oh yes!!! It feels good to be back at the barn.