I may have ridden another horse this weekend, but Sunny and Thunder didn't get left out of the fun completely. I've been window-shopping for a cooler for Sunny.
I have a good turnout, but I've never actually had an opportunity to use it - the horses' coats are thick and wooly enough that they never seem cold, even when it's really bitter. But If I'm going to keep taking lessons, I don't want to haul him damp, therefore the cooler.
Before I actually order one, though I wanted to do two things: 1) re-measure for size, and 2) make sure he remembered how to wear a blanket without flipping out.
|Got anything else you want me to wear?|
I shouldn't have worried.
He was completely unflapped.
I'd forgotten about this old wool stable blanket, but when I ran across it looking for something else this morning, I figured it was perfect for a refresher course. Not much is going to hurt it. And actually, ugly as it is it's still really solid and if fits both boys well. Slightly moth-eaten in a couple of spots, but nothing a patch or two won't cure.
|Thunder takes a turn|
Once Sunny'd been a good Monkey-See, I let Thunder have a go at being Monkey-do. And he did a great job. Having a heavy, flapping thing draped on top of him didn't seem to worry him in the slightest. After a few test flops, I buckled him in and walked him around. The wind was gusting and flapping things, G had the skid loader running in the farmyard... not a snort out of him. Which is pretty darn good, all things considered.
Next time I take along the turnout - it's fiber-filled, puffy, and rustly. That should make things more interesting.