Blast from the Past

Thought you might like some pics. These are from last year when Dad and I went down to Newton Hills State Park. It was Chaos's second ride with other horses. I think Dad is going to steal Chaos again for this riding season.

Dad and Rain. Dad rode Rain a few times last year but Rain is too spooky. I've been riding Rain now for a few years so I, for the most part, know what to expect before he reacts to it. Of course it's all been by trial and error. :-)

Chaos. Isn't he a hunk! I know that I kept him as a stud until he turned two but I can't imagine that's why he's as bulky as he is. I met his momma once before she died and I think Chaos got his body build from his mother. I never got to meet Chaos's dad. I do still consider Chaos a rescue. He was headed to a scary auction (Kramers) as an unhandled yearling stud colt. Boy has he come around since then. I can wait to start riding him this riding season. I swear riding him felt like riding Dictator, my first horse (who also happened to be my dream horse).

Enoy your Friday. Looking at those pics of green grass really makes me want to get out and ride even if I'd be riding in dreary weather and brown grass. Can't wait for trail riding season!