On March 20, 2010, we drove to Oregon and got Jupiter; tomorrow he will be turning eight! I can't believe how much fun we have had together. I am glad he's my partner, BUT he wears me out! Today we went on the Hoop-de-do trail to check out whether there were any down trees. Nancy, Lynn's sister-in-law, intimated that she would ride with us if asked. Long backstory, but ultimately, we went to check out whether it would be do-able to meet her above her house on the trail.
Well, this is the trail that always makes me nervous, even though it's fun. Jupiter has been so well-behaved that I should have expected the day we had. He started out feeling like he was a spring under me and then it just escalated. It all came together as we started running up a hill behind Buster and Ziggy. It was deja'vu. I know we have been here before. He jumped and crow-hopped his way up with me yelling, "DOGGONE IT!" He stopped and I whaled on him and told we were not doing this. He pouted and sulked all the way to the end. Then coming back, he acted up coming downhill. So I used the spurs and reminded him that I am the boss and he is to do what I ask him to do.
Sheesh. Gorgeous day, but I was tired. I think I gritted my teeth most of the day. Tomorrow, we are going to Hoopa to a gymkana/play day. I am not sure what we will do--Shirley thinks we'll ride in it--poles, barrels, whatever. We'll see I guess.
When I looked back and seen he was crow hopping around I almost or did I laugh? Your face was full of grit teeth and clinched legs. He was testing you again :) Lets see what do you call him...."Pistol Pete" ? Umm might be something to the name, you think?
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