Cob Jockey

First off, my mom read every single one of your comments yesterday and loved them!  Thanks, everyone for all the comments!

Second, a funny thing  happened while I read through that book.

I got to the second page, and I was like, "Man, I miss braiding."

Who loves braiding?  I love braiding.

I got to the sixth page, and I was like "Man, I miss feeling like I nailed a Dressage test and waiting to see if the judge agreed with me or not."


I got to the tenth page, and I was like "Man, I miss skittering around a show jumping course."

(Because that's what we do.  We skitter.)

Skitter, levitate, potato, potahto.

I got to the twelfth page, and I was like "OH MAN do I ever miss cross-country!" and a few seconds later, "I can't freakin' wait to jump XC in my CWD!"

XC in a saddle that fits us both.  Can't wait.

And then I looked at the schedule, and realized that if I skipped Penny Oaks, as was my plan, (since putting him in partial training blows that show budget away), my season would start mid-June!  I couldn't make it that long after flipping through that book and reliving my last show, remembering what it all feels like.

So with a Woodchuck in one hand and my mom's book laying next to me, I signed up for Penny Oaks.  And then immediately volunteered to do a couple of Sundays of stalls at the barn to defray costs, since I'll not only have the show, but also a mandatory off-property XC school right before it. (Trainer's rule, nobody goes to a show without XC schooling about a week or so out from it.  Safety first over solid obstacles.)

I AM SO EXCITED!!!!  Thanks for the reminder of what I love about horses, Mom!