I did go to the barn today with zero plans or ambitions which suited Robert fine. Also, apparently he blew an abcess?
Hmph. Did not see that coming at all. He wasn't the slightest bit bothered by it.
|poke my foot and feed me cookies. durh durh durh.|
|caution: maniac on the loose.|
|work it, mr magee!|
We ended with it maxed out at 4', at which he continually knocked down the front rail just being plain lazy with his knees until I chased him into the chute and he got some speed to it. Then he cleared it fine. That was good for me to see because now I can be like, "We are going so slow. But it's not me, Bobby. It's you!" Well, it's both of us because I can't let him get away with it, but now I know he's just naturally a plug and maybe that will help me with the whole forward motion thing while jumping.
|"well hey there, handsome. what do you have to say for yourself?"|