I’ve been fretting over Smokerton heading to Elisa‘s since I agreed to send him, but I think this weekend really cemented that I’m doing the right thing. While we had more good rides than bad, he did give me a bout of not paying attention and just generally crummy attitude on Sunday and it made me realize that someone needs to kick his butt a little bit and I know Elisa is the right person to do that. He’s being picked up on May 1st and we’ll take it from there!
I decided that after our little row in the arena, we would duke it out on the wash rack while I bathed him. He was tolerable, still irritated by the water on his neck and a bit dance-y for my taste, but we got it done. He was clean as a whistle for about 4 hours until it thunderstormed and I’m 100% positive he found the biggest mud puddle possible and rolled in it. Such is the futility of horse ownership.
Proof that he was clean at one point!