Twelve-year-old Anna, the little girl next door, knocked at my door and asked if I'd ride Buddy-Brat (my daughter's Arabian) while she rode Blue. I told her as soon as the horses had their two hours on grass, I'd try; but I wasn't promising anything.
Just getting a saddle on Buddy is sometimes a challenge. And getting aboard is often difficult, as it was today.
"I'm old, I break easily," I told Buddy.
However, once I was on him, he was surprisingly good. Oh, he did some head-tossing, and tried to go faster than I like. But I was able to keep him in check. Anna and I rode on her parent's property, then went back in my pasture. We went down into the deepest cavern, and back up, and out. When I came inside, we'd been riding over an hour. And Anna had the BIGGEST smile on her face you've ever seen.
I think that girl is a natural horse-woman.