Jump for joy

Well that’s it, we did our last clinic of 2023. And it was a really good one! I wasn’t sure if we were going to make it when I woke up feeling pretty rotten.

Dosed myself up, downed a few medicinal lucozades and headed off feeling more human. Thankfully Buddy was feeling rather fine.

We haven’t been to Anvil for a while and the pigs were back by the Arena. Buddy does make me laugh. He’s scared of a pigeon, but give him a field of large loud pigs and he’s like ‘got it Mother’. He even ended up being an emotional support pony for the 5 year old mare who we were sharing the lesson with. She wasn’t happy about the pigs. But Buddy soon reassured her.

It’s been a while since we had a lesson with Simon too. We finished the session popping over some meaty metre jumps. A fabulous way to end our 2023 training. We’ve come such a long way. I’m excited about what 2024 will bring.

Flying pigs

So they call pigeons flying rats. Well in my garden they are flying pigs! These little piggies were gorging themselves on holly berries most of the day.

There are so many berries about at the moment. That means a hard winter, if you believe the old wives’ tale. Considering it’s been so mild, who knows?!

All I know is these two were having a wonderful feast. Even if there wasn’t much variety.

Retro treats

I think I’ve earnt these today. After walking for 3 hours yesterday, I rode for 2 hours today. Burnt one or two calories I’m guessing.

Buddy and I popped our High Ash cherries today. Can’t believe it’s taken me so long to get there. Definitely worth the wait though.

The sun shone and so did Buddy. He took everything in his stride. Including his first encounter with pigs! He wasn’t bothered at all.

We were so busy chatting that I completely forgot to take a photo. Buddy loved it too. Especially the gallops.