(Getting down from cloud 9) Yesterday we went on a trail ride. I took the mighty morgan and it was just my trainer and I. It was a prize ride (which I ALWAYS LOSE) but it was fun no matter what. The Morgan decided at one point to run me into a fence. I tried with all my might to to keep her away from it, but no luck. My left knee is really bruised! I was very mad at her, but quickly forgave her 20 minutes later.
It was raining yesterday. The Morgan and I were following behind my trainer's mare and I used all my power to half halt her off of the QH's Ass. She kept trying to run up on her butt, and I kept having to keep her back. It was a battle, but eventually she calmed down and backed off. At one point she stepped sideways on a hill and down she went on her side. My foot hit the ground, that's how close we were, but at the last second she threw herself forward onto her face to keep me from getting crushed. I'm convinced she saved me! I thought I was going to have a broken leg. It was such a weird feeling. After that she calmed down and listened to me the whole way home. It was a lot of fun.
Tomorrow is my last day of teaching my regular job. My kiddos are super hyper, and I am ready for a change in jobs for a while. I'll be excited to make some money for once! Ms. Nawler's gets the great majority of my money.
She goes to the hospital next Wednesday and comes home Friday night. I still need to figure out what she needs for her "overnight" bag. I figure she'll be pretty drugged for the most part! Poor pony!!