Another grey, coldish day, a stingy and badtempered day. Did I mention that I hate February?
I worked Kip in the outside arena as planned, despite the fact that I’d forgotten that it was the day of the monthly thrice-damned shoot. Assholes. I’m sorry, I know that there is a current vendetta against the countryside, and I feel that I should support all country issues and pursuits, but really…people shouldn’t be shooting guns several hundred yards from a stableyard. Despite the noise, Kip was controllable, but very tense. The most that I could do with him was to get him relaxed enough to lower his head and work rounder by the end of the session. Hey, if I ever want to sell him as a police horse, he’ll be ready. ;)
If our livery costs weren’t so very low for the area, especially considering that we have an indoor arena and extensive pastures, I’d be tempted to be a bitch and ask for a rebate for every day that I was unable to ride because the owner had rented the arena out, or the one day a month that the shoot turns the area into a war zone. But our board is quite reasonable, and it’s one of the best facilities in the area, so I won’t.
Phil was trying to be nice last night, and when we went out to rent a video, offered to stop by the Chinese place so I could get something for dinner (he won’t eat any type of ethnic food, so I never get to eat out and have Thai or Chinese or Italian, etc.). I think I shocked him when I ordered enough food for several people, or several days…crab meat and sweetcorn soup, lemon chicken, satay chicken, fried rice, prawn crackers. Yum. :)
I wish that I could be in New Orleans for Mardi Gras. *sigh* Someday… Someday also for Carnivale in Venice, when I’m much more affluent than I am now.