|Dancer showing off his muscles and reach|
|Bits of pink to brighten a grey day|
The first few rides were in an arena sloppy to two inches down and then frozen, it seemed divine after weeks of being under snow and or frozen solid all day. Prisoner was a good boy albeit tentative about the footing. We walk trot cantered about and enjoyed ourselves though. He was just slightly dragging his hind toes and not quite stepping all the way through with his left hind. I wonder if he will have some stiffness in that leg from when he sliced it to bits this summer, either way now that the footing is truly good he is perfectly marvelous.
|Tiptoeing through the slop|
|Day after it happened|
|A few weeks later|
|He says no worries|
|Hugs for Tudor|