Today was a day that has truly been a total 100% positive. First time in a very very very long time that I can say that.
1 - I had a GREAT interview with a Headhunter for an amazing opportunity with a Big Law Firm
2 - I FINALLY heard back from another company (A Non-Profit) that I interviewed with 3 weeks ago - and I am moving on to their final round, which is a case study
3 - I thoroughly marveled in watching my horse work today - on the lunge, in side reins - and the enjoyment I saw that he was having.
4 - My SO landed an incredible opportunity in terms of work. He has been at it for a month now. While it is a major change for our relationship - it is a good one and the time we have together is total quality. And more then anything else: He is happy. He is enthusiastic. He knows what kind of opportunity this is. That makes me more happy then anything else.
This is what I was greeted with when I came around the corner of the barn this afternoon:
|Chester: "Awwww, C'Mon Mom...REALLY?!"|
So, it changed my approach for the day. I let him loose in the arena so he could walk out a bit. Then I stuck him on the lunge line...there was no sign of stiffness/lameness at all. So, I threw the lunging surcingle on him with the side reins...after another couple of minutes, I did up the side reins and this is what I saw: a horse, completely at ease, moving easily, fluidly, symmetrically and ENJOYING what he was being asked to do. He kept his head low - there was slack in the side reins - his mouth was frothy, his nostrils were vibrating and he would snort every so often. It was pure enjoyment for me to watch him work. He looked amazing.
I tested him a little bit...bet you didn't know he could go trot-halt-trot on the lunge did you?! Neither did I. His eye was on me the entire time, his ear cocked in my direction and he simply did everything I asked, willingly and more importantly happily. Not only did I LOVE seeing this, but I also made a joke of it to him... "See, this is your reward for being a good boy: my ass not flopping around up there while you work." If I didn't know any better, I think he understood me.
After our lunge, we went for a hand-walk up and down the driveway - since that is where we are banished to until the ground firms up - and again, he was HAPPY. The pickle stayed out the entire time we were walking. I let him graze for a bit and used my hands to 'curry'/massage him all over...and we really simply enjoyed each other's company. That horse knows more about me then anyone else. He knows all my secret hopes, dreams, fears. I think when he snorts when we are out walking, it is his way of telling me his secret hopes, dreams, fears...
|I Love My Pickle...|