This weekend will have me (hopefully) doing a lot of sewing, a lot of cleaning and a lot of wading through fabric and what-not to try and get organised - my new-financial-year-resolution. All of this inbetween babysitting the boys, Monty and Oscar, who I look after every now and then, and finding time to ride my poor neglected horse, Archie, who in winter I just can't find the daylight hours to ride.
Archie was my present from Matt last year for my 22nd birthday - he was literally on his way to the knackery when we got him! He had the worst feet anyone had ever seen on a horse, he was so emotionally drained from his two previous owners, but he so very eager to please me. After a few sessions with a horse trainer, countless hours getting to know me on the ground before on his back, and not to mention getting his feet back on track which involved taking his shoes off, going on a special diet and have regular trims from the 'barefoot blacksmith' - Archie has turned out to be a great little noble steed. He is part-Arab so is very smart, very tough and nice and slight for me to ride. All of this sounds like a lot of work and I've had a lot of people tell me to give up on him, but it has been so rewarding rehabilitating him and now he is so very affectionate towards me, we have a great rapport and is a real little spunk!
Tally-ho!
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