What with all the rain we've had lately plus the big move, Blue hasn't had much exercise other than what he gets in the pasture. And he isn't the type of horse to run and cavort on his own; what he loves to do is eat (in other words, he fits right in around here).
This evening, finally, I went for a ride. Looking Blue over from atop him, I could see fat wrinkles in front of the saddle. His big old "cresty" neck is fatter than usual. He could founder easily at any time. I can't let that happen; I went through it once and do NOT want to do it again. Even a novice can see he's overweight.
At the present time we're without a dry lot, which gives me no option but to keep Blue in the stall most of the time and let him out for perhaps two or three hours a day. At least until this prime grass-growing season is over.
I wish there were some way I could explain to him why I'm doing this. He'll just have to trust me. But I sure do feel guilty.