Finally!!!

Hello everybodies, how are you? I am a SUPERSTAR, Cyd said so, and so did Aunty V. I FINALLY got to go pony riding. Remember how my saddle didn't fit too good? It got to a point where Cyd said 'Enough' and we were not doing more pony riding in my bad saddle. After four weeks of not doing pony riding, Cyd spotted white hairs growing on me behind my withers, which just confirmed to us that it was good I was not wearing my bad saddle any more. But then I had to sit around and wait for a new kind. Finally we spotted a great deal, but we had to patiently wait until it arrived from Ireland. But on Tuesday it arrived. Cyd brought it to my house to try it on me, and we wandered in the field for a second but no time to pony ride. This is my new saddle:

Today Cyd stopped by the barn where my friends live to say hi to my Aunty V, and got talking to her and the guest peoples she was going to do pony riding with. They all said "Come ooon Cyd, bring Bugsy pony riding with us". So she ran to fetch me, and woke me up from sleeping flat out on the ground, and Aunty V got me brushed while Cyd put my things on, and we got in the pony trailer to adventure. I was super excited when we arrived, so did grazing for a minute and quickly settled into finding what things I could mess with, and entertaining everyone by being given a whole carrot, holding one end in my teeth, and banging the other side on the pony trailer to break it into a more bite sized piece! It took Cyd a minute to figure out all the settings on my new saddle, and hop on and off to do stirrup adjusting and stuffs. I had some hijinks walking up the hilly trail at the start, but mostly settled and walked politely. I was huffing and puffing and made sweats right away cos for being out of shape. I was polite at waiting while people did Windy Knoll pictures, and only had one moment where Cyd had to make everyone stop cos for me doing bouncing on a grand scale and not keeping hoofies appropriately on the ground. That was my worst badness of the day. I didn't freak out at the man on a small tractor machine cutting away the coyote brush (though he did stop while we came past at least). I didn't want to do drinking at the puddle cos for it being a puddle and puddles are scary, and Cyd said suit yourself, you'll learn that puddles are good for drinking if you get thirsty. There was a slushy bit of ground and I did reversing uphill to not get my toes wet, and finally scooted around it without Aunty V coming to get me like she usually has to. I did good walking down the Green Gate trail (Cyd led me for practicing), and a giant but polite leap over the fallen tree. I didn't even hesitate over the noisy bridge. I politely waited at lunch time, barely tried to escape, and didn't bother the other ponies. Cyd forgot to save me any m&ms, but I did get some apples and carrots and polo mints and grasses so I did okay. I had to do a full circuit of the spooky mounting log to suss it out before I would stand next to it for Cyd to get back on me. Next trail was Abalobodiah, which is one of Cyd's favourite. I TOTALLY DID CANTER UP IT!!! I have not done that properly all the way before. We had a few planned breathers, but everytime we all did canter, I did canter. I also did some bucking cos for it being so exciting, and Cyd says it's strange to feel me doing bucking (my new saddle is treeless so she can better feel my body doing things) but that it was very secure. We did walking to get to North Boundary trail, and on the way had to go past the puddle. I marched right in there and drank a whole ton! There was a tree to cut, and Aunty V needed help so Cyd hopped off. There was nowhere to tie me so she left me with grasses to snack on, and clipped my rein to a weedy branch. I didn't leave cos I'm good (and starving). I didn't even get scared when Aunty V went "WAAAAAAAHH" super loud for doing Godzilla-style tree crushing. On we went! North Boundary trail is fun, and very very steep in places. Us ponies have to do bounding to get up it easily, and the people have to lean off our backs and hang on to our manes. I got up there with no issues. I have done it one time before, so Cyd knew I could do it, but she didn't expect it to be so good as I did it. Troubles is, there was a tree down that we couldn't cut through. We had to turn around and go DOWN the super steep trail. Aunty V led her Leo-pony down, and Cyd stayed on my back, but kicked her feet out of the stirrups just in case I slipped and she needed to get out of my way quickly. Apparently riding a treeless saddle and being stirrupless down super steep trails and guiding a not-quite-grown-up pony is a good core exercise. I made it with just a few teeny mistakes, and didn't freak out at a little skid, and was good at taking care of us. I got a bit confused when we got to the trail junction cos for forgetting where we parked the pony trailer and thinking Cyd was trying to get me lost after dark again. She wasn't though. The sunset was incredible and the people all went "Oooh" and "Aaah" and did picture taking. Aunty V is going to send us the pictures another day so you can see them. Treve and Rascal decided they should escort us down the hill, and I totally didn't get too bad even when they did trot and canter around us. Only one time I tried to bolt. Cyd was on the ground leading me, and we're not too sure how but somehow she got out of my way, got me stopped, hung on to my rope, and didn't fall down. Reflex ninja kicked in apparently. I was a bit grumpy going down the hill cos for being tired and confused, then saw the pony trailer. I got in pretty okay even though it was really dark in there. I was so ready for my bucket snacks when we got home, and all my hay foods. But Cyd is super duper proud of me, and she has to work all week so I can get my energies back. She is going to come double-check my back tomorrow, but it looks like I'm good to go in my saddle! Yippeeee! We also used our new reins from Aunt-E, and Cyd really really likes them. Apparently next time I get to use our new martingale cos for me doing head tossing, and it's not my head or my teeth or my saddle or my bit. I get carried away when it's exciting sometimes, and need a quicker reminder than Cyd can always give me. Aunt-E made it too, we'll show you next time. Cyd's phone did breaking, which is why this post isn't filled with my pictures, but some will be coming soon. Here's a picture of me in my new reins though, so you still get to look at me. Can't have you forgetting how handsome I am!