Mostly I'm Good!

Hello everybodies, how are you? I am fabulous, though I definitely had my ups and my downs this week. Some of it was kinda Cyd's fault cos for her setting us up for maybe a bad ride one day, but some of it was me being a baby and thinking I get to make the decisions. All is forgiven, and we are still friends, but there might have been some name calling on the bad day, and even a threat of me getting a new zip code. Lucky I know that Cyd would never follow through on that!

The bad pony ride was a windy day. Usually Cyd goes, 'Hmm, it's very windy today, better not do pony riding with Bugsy'. But that day she's all 'Hey it's windy, come on Bugsy, let's go practice keeping your brain in your skull on windy pony rides'. We had a bit (a lot) of a falling out about it. I first off was super excited on my way to the pony riding place, we were going to South Trail. Bouncing bouncing, leap in the sky, BOING!! Just for funzies. But then I did stopping and staring-in-the-distance. And again and again and again. Cyd had to get off and make me do quick marching back and forth, then she got on me and made me do quick marching back and forth, until we were both thoroughly bored of quick marching. So on we went. Then I did it again. ARGH! We got me fixed, and on we went. Then I did it AGAIN!! Ohmygoodness Cyd was getting mad at me. Our ride goal was re-evaluated to just making it TO the South Trail, then we could turn around. I got stuck one more time on the way, but finally we made it. Phew! At least our going home ride was mostly uneventful except for me getting scared by the whizzing-by parks department golf cart that I could hear but not see. It's okay for me to be getting scared by something scary, like new scary noises I can't see, not like butterflies or other not-really-truly-scary things. I'm allowed to get a bit scared, as long as I act appropriately, and don't run away or make Cyd fall down. Once I got home safe, and had some time to think about appropriate behavings and Cyd did her field work, and I did rolling and snacking, we did cuddles. We're totally still friends still, and I got to be forgived and promised to be better behaving next time we did pony riding!

And you know what, everybodies? I was totally so good on our next pony ride! So good, that I made us do extra pony riding, I chose to go more and we had time so Cyd let me. First, we went exploring. That was a bust, except for me being a superstar at going over a rickety old bridge (twice). I did a bit of badnesses, but not too bad. We turned around, and went back our usual way, and we decided to do my very short loop (four miles) since we had already done some pony riding already. I whizzed around there, trot-trotting all over the place, and even doing some canter practice. We got back to the trail junction where left goes home, or right goes back on the loop. We started heading left but I wanted to go the other way. "Come on silly Bugsy, that takes us around again, this way is home, you know that". Steering to the left and boomp boomp with her feet. I kinda walked that way, but kept looking at the trail. So we stopped and Cyd gave me long loopy reins, and asked if I really wanted to go again. I went that way, and then started doing trotting again. So round we went again, cos for me deciding to be a really good pony! We had so much fun. 

That was last week's pony rides. We didn't do pony riding at the weekend, cos after going to her people job on Saturday, Cyd had to drive to somewhere else ready to do something called ultramarathon (like pony enduring without the pony riding part). That took all of her Sunday, so no pony riding, Then there were so many things to do on Monday that there was no pony riding. Then on Tuesday so much working to do again. Wednesday more working, then in the afternoon it was all damp and chilly and maybe going to rain, and Cyd was tired for some reason, so guess what we got to do instead of pony riding? Pony massage. I love to get my massages, and my neck was super tight (you know, cos of all the stresses I have hehe, but really it was tight). Cyd took terrible before and after shots, we'll get better ones next time so you can see how much my little body changes just from getting relaxed and massaged and stretched out. It meant I was feeling really good for my pony ride this morning. There was no people job until this afternoon, so Cyd said we could do a quick pony ride. Weeheee off we go. We were mostly doing walking (apparently I can't pick my own speed on all my pony rides), but we did some trotting, and I asked if I can do canter practice. We just did short little canters, but I did them so good. You would be so proud of me, I'm really turning into a grown up trail pony! I'm super comfy to ride, mostly really responsive, I don't run away when I get scared of stuff, and I don't even get scared that often. So even though sometimes I'm a bit (or even a lot) bad, I'm mostly so very good!