Bridger was respectable...what???!!!!

So when Bridger got back from the cowboy he was not bad, but he was still frustratingly dense.  Then he caught a cold, then I brought him home turned him out and said, 'grow up!'  So on Tuesday I pulled him out, tacked him up and got on.  I was flabbergasted, this was the horse I expected after time with Mr. Cowboy.  We walked, we trotted, the reins had a loop in them, we cruised around the field.  Suzie the pony was being no help, screaming, running, and generally carrying on, did Bridger care? Nope!  I am so happy, I think he heeded my words and thought about life a bit.

I even took a picture on his back