It has been a very exciting day today!! I am not getting to go out in the mornings. This is because of fighting. Everything was being fine until Chip said You stop bossing me around Huey! And I said You should just be doing what I say! and he said You are not the boss of me!! and I said Yes I am!! And he said Prove it!! And I said OK!!!!! And now we are not getting to go out together any more. My rider is telling me not to be so bossy, but I cannot be helping that. It is just being how I am.
But that is not what I am wanting to tell you about. It is this. I am eating my hay this morning inside, because I am not getting to go out in the mornings now, and my rider is showing up there. This is being early for my rider to come, so I am at first ignoring her. But she is opening up the door and saying Huey!! Look what mama has on!!!
And then I am realizing something. I am realizing that my rider has a name, like Huey. Only it is not Huey, because that is being my name. Her name is being Mama. And I am realizing something else. Mama is wearing riding boots. And I am saying Mama. Why are you wearing those boots? You are riding some other horse? But she is saying No, Huey. I am riding you. We are going riding today!!
Well, I am not being so sure about that. Last time we went riding, Bad Things happened. I am wanting to go riding, but I am also not wanting to go riding. It is being confusing. But there it is, I am getting brushed, and I am getting my go riding boots on, and there is being my saddle, and my bridle, and my rider, I mean, Mama, saying It is time. Let’s go lunge.
Well, lunging I can do. It is all I have been doing, so that is being fine. But then we are lunging and then she is taking me over to the mounting block, and then I am realizing I cannot go to the mounting block. This is why. The last time I am going to the mounting block, VERY BAD THINGS ARE HAPPENING. I am bucking and my rider is flying and getting hurt and then I am thinking I am being sold but we are only moving to a new barn. But I am knowing one thing: it is because of the mounting block. I cannot go there because bad things will happen!!!!!!!!!!
Mama is saying Huey. MOVE OVER and STAND BY THE BLOCK. But I am saying NOOOO!!! I cannot!!!!!!! And then there are other people there, and the other rider, and everyone is telling me Go stand by the block. But I cannot do it!!!!!!!!! Then the other rider is walking me and Mama is saying Huey, you can go by the block. It is OK. And the other rider is saying Yes, Huey, nothing bad is going to happen. But I am knowing it will!!!!!!!!!!! And I am saying NOOO!!! But they are not stopping, and they are saying how brave I am having to be and go stand by the block and be a Good Boy Huey, it is OK. And it is taking a very long time, but I am finally deciding I can be brave and I am going to stand by that block.
Then the other rider is getting on me and making me do hard things, but that is OK, because I am liking to work. And I am having to go stand by that block some more. And then the other rider is getting off and everyone is wanting me to go back by the block. I am seeing that Mama has a helmet on, and that is definitely meaning riding, and I am scared about that because what if something is happening?!?!? And I am bucking again?!?!?!? I am not wanting to throw Mama!!!!!!!!! But she is saying Huey, you are such a Good Brave Horse. I am knowing it will be OK.
I can tell there is something she is not saying. That is because I am a horse and horses hear with more than ears. She is saying I am knowing it will be OK, but she is also saying I am afraid it will not be OK. She is not wanting to get bucked again. But she is saying I am afraid it will not be OK with a small voice, and saying I am knowing it will be OK with a bigger voice, and so I am saying to her, It will be OK. I am being a brave horse, and you are being a brave person. It is being OK. I am standing here, and you are getting on.
It is not being her best job of getting on. The I am afraid it will not be OK voice is getting VERY LOUD but just for a minute, and then there we are being, me and her, Huey and Mama. And she is squirming a little in the saddle, and I am standing very still. Because that is what Good Brave Horses do. They stand still. And then she said Move out with her seat, just like always, and we did. There was a lot going on, but I just remembered that I was a Brave Horse, and she remembered she was a Brave Person, and it was OK just like they were saying.
Then afterward, I got scared again because Mama had some stuff that she wanted to put on my neck. It is being sore there on account of all the fighting I have been having to do. I said NOOO!! Do not be putting anything on me!!!! But she is saying Huey. Smell it. It is smelling good. And it is making your muscle feel good too. Well, I remembered I am a Brave Horse, and so I am smelling it a little, and she is right, and then I am wanting to smell it some more and maybe put some of that on my tongue. But she is saying No, this goes on your skin. I am saying I have skin on my tongue. But she is saying it is a different kind of skin. And it is making the sore muscle feel better.
I am hoping that I will remember to be a Brave Horse when we go riding again. Riding is better than not riding.