My lessons with Flossie, a roan Standardbred mare |
FLOSSIE'S 151st LESSON Billy was the one who drained the track this weekend on Des' property where it's always muddy. He left a ditch the size of a horse next to the fence, and a big hole on the other side of the track with two metal stakes sticking up out of the ground as high as a horse's knee. Des had no idea, so he said he'll get on his riding lawn mower and go check it out. I told him it's dangerous the way it is. There are piles of dirt around the area which could easily be used to fill in the holes. I can't believe Billy could be so dumb. Flossie didn't want to go past those piles of dirt at first, but I was able to convince her in no time at all. In fact, I had her going up to the piles and she was so relaxed she even tried to climb them. Flossie wasn't as full of pep as she has been lately. There could be any number of reasons for that. One, it's been only three days since I rode her last, so not much time has passed between workouts. Another could be because it was a whole lot warmer than usual by the time I climbed into the saddle, since I had to wait for Gary to work BamBam before I could use the track. He had him hooked up to a gig. BamBam hadn't been worked in almost two months, and the little colt was raring to go! He was all lathered up by the time he was finished with his workout, from behind his ears to beneath his tail. The colt still looks like a colt, yet he's been doing a lot of growing, too. Des had over a hundred stitches, from his bypass surgery, that went from his ankle all the way to his waist, that were taken out last week. He still has some swelling in his leg, but he's up and on his feet again. He said having the stitches out was a very painful experience. |