Archie looking shamefaced

It's a good deal harder to sell that you can't possibly trot in the school when Mum and Uncle G had to chase you and your mate around 3 muddy fields just to bring you in.

If she manages a canter she'll probably want a parade

Archie and mum selfie

Dear Lordy. You would think she'd solved world hunger how excited she was. All Mum did was 2 long sides of trot under her own controlled leg power. (No using my bounce or reins to help) both reins. Apparently this is a milestone. Oh and she got on and off without help. Ok, I'm a little bit proud 🤫

I was helping

I dam didn't stomp!

I was helping

I'm a giver

Archie in his field with two cheeky horses behind.

Mum is struggling with rehab after her injury. It allegedly takes a lot of mental effort knowing something is going to hurt but doing it anyway. Yesterday aunty C joked 'shall I punch you in the face to take your mind off it?' Followed by much hilarity, so, today I stood on her foot... twice.

Archie cheeky in his headcollar with a windy tail and school behind

In the meantime I have a new field mate. His name is Boris and between you and me, he's a bit of a needy princess. If Mum comes he has to have cuddles, before me! If I go in he has literally charged through me, mum and an electric fence not to be left behind. FYI I may or may not have gone with him.

Dad is still taking us hurtling around the countryside. He's fine.

We didn't move, let alone ride!

And I mean proper stuck stuck. I thought we were going to have to get the forklift to get her off.
Needless to say, she didn't repeat that nonsense for a while. #CallYourselfAnEquestrian #HowBadCouldItBe #IBrokeMyMum

Archie in his stall in his green headcollar

So the mothership turned up, week 3 making a big fuss about getting back in the saddle. Secretly she thought she was going to impress everyone with her miraculous comeback.
She managed to get on (after a fashion) and couldn't even sit up. Much egg on face (which was in my mane coz she was stuck)

Archie in his bridle

So, I apparently proper broke my mother.
My bucking bronco routine resulted in a rather unpleasant 3 months of her being in agonising pain and not being able to walk, ride, sit or lie down comfortably. She has verbalised more than once she'd have been better if she'd fallen off.

Artistic portrait of a ginger man with a beard and moustache in a brown jacket with a green kerchief

Grumpy looking heavy set man with a beard in equestrian garb

When your Mum asks ChatGPT what you'd look like as a person. The second one, she's obviously just suggested dressage.

Arbor on the left and Joffrey on the right, a smaller dark bay pony, both in rugs in. As frosty field, but sunny

Mothership and car ended up in a ditch. It wasn't a dramatic crash, more a graceful slide into catastrophe. It took 3 burly men, 2 landrovers and 2 1/2 hours to rescue her. No mothers, furrys or (surprisingly) cars were injured.
Here's a photo of me telling my field mate.

Rude!

Archie looking like a goon in his headcollar

The mothership has done herself a mischief. Apparently her legs are not working which may not have something to do with me doing a bucking bronco down the school and not being entirely forward going (and she's the fat wheezy kid) I'm obvs being helpful (Mum spoiler alert he was not helpful)

I suspect that's small comfort to the worry wart 😂

Mum hadn't

I could try hopping?

I was nice to her, now we're back to normal.
It's going well thank you, how's Lily's

Thanks 🥰

Poor me for getting caught!

Right back atcha

Always 😈

You take that back!

It is a kind of ballet.

Pretty much. I've had the all clear from the vet

Whoo hoolies are fun, but so is rodeo 😈