Paul was due home, so when I got there Melissa was excited for Paul to get there. When he arrived, we went out to breakfast. When we got back, Melissa worked Indie, Paul rode Mo, and I rode Angel. We had to hurry towards the end so we could get out to Williamson Valley to watch an Equine Dentist.
The dentist gave us a lot to think about. We couldn't stay as long as we wanted, though, because we were expecting a filly in about 4.
The filly ended up being a no-show, but I rode Kay (Que Serai) for Melissa. After we were done with her, I fed with Melissa. The day changed a bit about that time...
Melissa was graining the older horses that need it while I was loading the gator. I was throwing hay down on the truck bed, then pushing it onto the gator. The end of the trailer is wearing out, and has several good-sized holes in it. I found one of the holes (the largest, of course) while I was moving hay. (No harm done).
Feeding went without a mishap, until after we were done. The dogs were barking at us and chasing the gator, so Melissa got the gator going as fast as it could on the way back to the trailer. Most sane people would have held on to something. I did not. She tapped the brakes to slow down a little, then slammed on them. I went flying into the dash. We were both laughing really hard as we walked back towards the house. I jokingly accused her of trying to beat the apprentice (I believe what I said was something like "it's bad enough I found the hole while throwing hay, now you have to run me into the dash too") which made her laugh harder.
All in all, it was a good day.
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