I had planned on another horseback ride today, but Cliff was preparing to go to his brother's place to use some of the fancy equipment in his shop. Phil has a thing that breaks tires down (like service stations use), and Cliff wanted to make use of that; while he was there, he figured he'd change oil
"You may as well go," he said.
"Well, I was going to ride," I told him. "But if I could take Sadie along, I wouldn't mind going."
See, Cliff's brother lives at the end of a one-mile-long drive, very isolated. I figured that would be one place where I could safely turn Sadie loose and, for once in her life, let her run as much as she wanted.
To my surprise, Cliff agreed. We loaded her into her crate in the back seat and away we went.
We were a half-hour away from home, almost to our destination, when I remembered the applesauce I'd had cooking on the stove at home.
"Oh Cliff," I moaned, "I don't think I turned off the burner under the applesauce!"
I'll leave what Cliff said to your imagination.
I thought of our renter, and told Cliff I'd call and ask her to go check my stove, and turn it off if necessary. Whew, that saved the day. I might have been sleeping on the couch for a couple of days if we'd had to turn around and come back home.
Needless to say, Sadie had a blast. She was on the go for two hours, the whole time we were there. I visited with Phil's wife for awhile, but most of the time I just played with my dog.
The filly, Libby, is really doing well. I was afraid after being hurt on the trailer when we transported her here, that she wouldn't load easily again, and I decided to find out. But she hopped right in with very little hesitation.
The final necessary thing Libby had to learn in order to stay alive here was to drink out of the in-ground waterers, because they don't freeze in winter. So I dumped the big stock tank yesterday, which meant she'd have to drink out of the in-ground ones, or not drink at all.
After our hour of bonding today, I led her to the waterer and she lowered her head and took a long, refreshing drink. I believe she must have already found it on her own.
I really hate that she has the scar on her leg. I don't think it did any real damage, but it's a shame for such a pretty little filly to have a scar for life.