So in true Scout form, he was not the least bit worried about wearing a western saddle (side note: I almost knocked travis out heaving it on his back when the stirrup hit him in the head!), and when my barn mate saw him, she ran to grab a matching breastplate and bridle. And OMG, he really looks cute dressed as a cow pony.
|Barn friend making adjustments to tack I know nothing about|
|I'm getting really good at lunging/filming/and not letting go|
|Scout being the cutest, me flailing about|
|I think I started posting finally because I just couldn't figure out how to ride!|
|Let's all hate this guy with perfect form and natural feel|
|Giant horse is giant.|
|Jesus take the wheel|
And even though I didn't get to spend the day truly working my horse in the way that I had planned, the day wound up being perfect in an unexpected fashion. Scout continues to impress me with his ability to go with the flow and take a joke when his rider (me, or anyone else) makes a mistake. Spending the day with my two favorite guys made for the most perfect birthday I could have imagined.
|These two make my heart sing|