Woot! I'm so excited. I get to go riding again this Saturday and the stable got new horses a couple weeks ago. I went last Saturday and brought a bunch of people trail riding. Dude, was that dumb. Never ever bring a group of inexperienced riders on trails with horses that aren't programmed to "follow the butt in front of me." My favorite horse is an ex-roper! A gorgeous chestnut named Maytag. Yes, like the washing machine. His previous owners were going to buy a new washing machine. But when the husband returned and his wife asked him "Did you get the Maytag?" he said "Yep, it's outside." She responded "Well, bring it in." "No, I don't think you want it inside." He had found the horse (I didn't quite hear all that the present owners said) and they then became the proud owners of a monstrously tall horse named Maytag. Anyway, this week I'm taking my sister and her husband riding. She was on her college equestrian team but he's never been on a horse before. That means we can't run. Bummer. Oh, what I would give to run with this horse. We couldn't move faster than a trot, and then only for a few paces because few knew how to ride. Oh well, I just can't wait to get back over there and ride him again.