Rather than go back down through the lot and out, I walked him around to our normal practicing field by way of the driveway. Which takes us out of sight of the lot - at which point Thunder stirred himself to whinny and trot down the fenceline. Sunny pranced along next to me, but quieted down once we were back in sight of his buddy.
I bridled him, ditching his halter in the center of the pasture to use as a spiral in/out marker, checked the girth he's gained weight and hopped on. He promptly walked off. Backed up, stepped down and tried that again. He finally stood still on mount three.
It took probably half an hour of work to get him nice and round - he wanted badly to go over to the north fence by Thunder. And there was something moving across the tree grove on the south side by the lines of round bales which wasn't helping matters any. I persevered, and eventually he settled down, although he persisted in wanting to drop his shoulder and dive across the circle on the south side. Occasional banging and engine noise signalled something was going on over there, but I couldn't tell what. Eventually the what was explained by gunfire - apparently some folks at the pheasant place were sighting in on the range out back. They must have been setting up new targets, thus the banging. The shooting triggered the appearance of a little spike-horn buck who trotted out of the trees, bounced over the pasture fence and proceeded on across toward the north tree grove. He must have been eating/resting in among the hay bales, and decided it was time to move to safer territory. Although he didn't seem to concerned about a) the noise, b) the horses, or c) me.
At that point the wind kicked up, and between that and the continued shooting and voices from across the way I pretty much lost my horse attention. I'd been riding for almost an hour at the point anyway and it was starting to get dark, so I finished up with some stationary bending and stretching exercises and called it a night.
Today was just too chilly to face riding - I have new long-underwear coming, though, and as long as the snow keeps holding off....
|Nu-nu thinks it's chilly, too|
On the plus side, it's soup weather again. I love soup, but it just isn't warm weather food.
|The last of the turkey|
The only bad thing is that I didn't get around to turkey enchiladas this year, and they're one of my favorite leftover turkey meals. Oh well, maybe Christmas...