Dory Day

Tomorrow is Dory Day. At least that is what I am dubbing it. The vet will be here sometime in the afternoon to determine Dory's state of pregnancy/non-pregnancy. Many friends have expressed to "having a good feeling" about the whole thing. I wish I felt so certain. I know whatever the turnout, it is by Divine Design as all of life is.

Jeff my blacksmith was here today. I just love him. I have learned so much from listening to his stories and advice. I try to gently pick his brain every time he comes. Plus, I can judge the growth/progress of my animals by his periodic visits. When he first started coming Sonny, Cool, and later my baby Mia, and Poco were all at different and sometimes difficult stages in their behaviour and development. Because he comes every eight weeks or so for the last three years I can see by how they behave for him, how he judges their behavior, and improvement in their manners and general development. Don't know if that all makes sense but it is always an encouraging day for me.

Rode Mia again tonight and again she responded well. I am anxious to get more serious about her riding when we get home from Canada. She too was very good for Jeff today. She is growing up very nicely. When I come home I also want to start working with Dory again. If Hannah does not have time to ride her I am going to put a few saddle hours on her myself. I think I can start slow and gradually get her used to having a rider again. She has been on sick leave since January because of her bad knee. She is such a smart little lady and very easy to handle.

OK enough horse prattle. I must get some sleep. Much packing to do tomorrow. Our estimated tome of departure is eightish Friday morning. Shew, in need of buckets of Grace.