Forget_Me_Not
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Its really windy....And where I am... I have no school, *unless go down road which is not possible for youngster spesh in this weather* I'm so desp to get things going and get Mr D. on some sort of riding track... so thought i'd lunge him at top field *Most dry* Just in bridle to get him to relax through his back, Also in new bit, now i know hes going to be more of a hackamore lad, but I'm a hackamore virgin so waiting till hes older. Start off Ok.... He isn't happy with bit... head in air.... tounge everywhere.... feet high steping trying to get the bit out i guess.... Any ho... he got alittle to strong... I wasn't in gloves *Hate the things* I spents more time on the ground.... Worried might of rebroken ankle as can't walk again
Really hurting and hands are in streds.... I've cried. To say the least. My only hope is the land we've trying to buy. But it is just land. So i'm going to be even worst off *if thats possible* And as i don't pay his yard bills *only thing i dont* I cant control moving him to yard.
I cant bare to sell him, his to younge to loan, and I need a hug. Words of wisedom.... I know I'm one always saying just got look long term goals... always days you just want to pack in...