You know, the doctors told me I need to move around, and they told me that they might set up with physical therapy if I find I’m having trouble walking.
What they don’t understand is that I have the best physical therapy ever.
I have my horses, and I have the desire to be at the barn, and most of all of course, to work them.
Ok, I’m not up to working them, yet, but I am walking enough to fetch them from their paddocks and put them back, and spent some time with them in the arena.
After a week of standing around doing nothing, they were surprisingly not real interested in running around. It was a beautiful day. Cold, but no wind, and really over all, just a nice day. If I wasn’t lame, I would have happily driven, and I think Chewie would have wanted to, as well.
Lol. Look at that face. Too cute 🙂
Meanwhile, Dixie did what Dixie does best:
I love my ponies 🙂
And no matter what, they always put a smile on my face. I’m blessed to own such wonderful horses. After all the trials and struggles and failures, I finally got it right. The right horses, the right discipline, and the desire to do more and get better quick so I can keep moving right along.