Whoops, time for a catch-up! Every two months, things get a little busy here as I finish putting the magazine together and get it sent to the printer. We were particularly busy this time because of the clinic last month, and the fact that Ben and I finally got married three weeks ago (or: a week before the printer deadline. We are very inconvenient people).
There were no mules present (as we don’t own our own transport and got married 100 miles from home, the cost of hiring a lorry was quite prohibitive – particularly as we couldn’t rely on British weather to make arriving on muleback an enjoyable experience!), but here are a few wedding details for anyone who’s interested in that kind of stuff.
Anyway – back to mules!
Ben and I didn’t take a honeymoon, and instead had a couple of days off which we spent with the herd. We rode out together with Iris as the supposed good influence, but it ended up being the other way round! Xato went where he was pointed and didn’t break stride, no matter how many sudden spooks Iris threw in. I was really impressed by his complete non-reaction. The only point where he got worried was when we met a horsebox on the narrow lane, and had to squeeze between it and the bank in order to pass – while the horse inside kicked up a massive fuss! Xato hesitated, but I remembered not to grab my reins and after a moment he walked on through. Good mule.
The next time we went out, Ben decided to lead Iris because she is much more confident when he is on the ground. This meant that we could go onto the common for the first time! I wondered what Xato would be like when faced with this large expanse of land, but his energy levels literally didn’t change. He was just like “huh, this is cool” and on he plodded. We only did a very short route but I’m excited to ride further afield next time. We have some amazing countryside round here and I’ve waited a long time to explore it on board my own equine.
Ah – yes, feet are where things aren’t so great at the moment. I will write about this in more detail later, in a specific post. I have already written about the initial incident on Facebook, here – since then, Marty has remembered himself and become a star pupil; Xato, not so much! We have a little bit of work to do.
I had to close off the section of track underneath the trees, as we had some very heavy rain and it turned into deep mud. We’re on sand here and mud doesn’t stay long, but it meant the ground became very soft and deep and I wasn’t comfortable with the herd trying to travel down it at speed. We don’t want anymore vets bills thank you please!