I'm thinking about our neighbor Chuck. He's having rotator cup surgery today. Chuck is a retired jockey, and I've seen films of his scarier racing moments. In one race on a muddy track, his horse trips and Chuck comes off but doesn't let go of the reins. He's dragged down the track by this galloping horse, flopping around like a rag doll. It's very hard to watch. I can't help but wonder if that was a contributing factor in the need for surgery all these years later.
David and I and Elyssa watched Chuck compete in a National Reined Cow Horse Association competition this weekend.
Chuck and Rooster
First they do a reining pattern of circles, sliding stops and spins,
and then they do the "fence" part of the competition. That's working a steer up and down a fence line (long side of the arena), then working the steer in a figure eight pattern. It's pretty amazing. Of course I worry about the steer.
Rooster is the nicest horse. He is a pleasure to be around, and has the best manners. David and I will be helping out at Chuck's barn while he recovers, and I think it just might be the perfect time to steal Rooster. We have an empty stall.