Grandson Jakob Rides Big Donny

Big news yesterday, as my seven year old grandson took the reins on my 16-hand Walker, Donovan, and rode him on the trail without ponying behind another horse. His mom and I decided he was ready after he demonstrated a perfect emergency stop, effectively turning Donovan's head toward his knee. His mom let go of the pony rope and I declared, "You're riding on your own now!" Jakob guided Donovan the rest of the way home, even cantering up the hill toward the barn with the rest of us!



Another first for Donny that day when I parked him on Winnie's highline outside my trailer. He soon figured out the hay bag and I sat on the stoop enjoying my own lunch of refried beans and salad.



This afternoon my grandson surprised me with a gift of a brand new toaster for my new mobile home! Jake bought it with his own money after hearing I needed one. Isn't that sweet? It's really beginning to feel like home now.



Winnie and I are riding again, walk-trot and not too many hills, with the go-ahead from the vet/chiropractor who said "Get her moving again!" She improved greatly after a couple of chiropractic adjustments, and we are working on getting her fitness back. She's very happy to be out on the trail again!



After last week's blog, some folks asked how I earned the nickname "Worm." Hope this picture explains it. That's me, crawling under the trailer to help install the skirt. Thanks again to my son-in-law, Gary, for helping with this project. All cozy now!