OK, I'm not supposed to try and ride Prince when Cliff is gone. I didn't intend to. But I was grooming him, and he seemed so docile. If he acted up when I tried to mount, I promised myself, I'd jump right down.
But he didn't act up. He didn't try to run away as I headed off; he poked along wherever I headed him. The old head-tossing? He only did it about three times, half-heartedly... not so extreme that it would have hit me in the face. When he did head-toss, I immediately turned him in the opposite direction. He's a smart boy, and learns fast.
I talked to him constantly. If I ran out of words, I sang, "Jesus Loves Me" as I rode.
This horse is amazing. I am humbled at the way he responds to the Golden Rule.
Thank You, God.
Rachel, you are blessed. Appreciate your horse, and love him. He's one in a million.