Well, damn.

I got Sadie out on the lunge line, she remembered what she was supposed to with minimal staring at me blankly. We managed to reverse directions, painfully, a couple times, and she understands "walk" and "trot" transitions. I took her out in the field and we walked around, she gawked but was polite about it, and went up and down the bank without any drama.

I can get Honey's nose through the halter and I can touch her anywhere on the left side of her body. I can stand to her left facing any way. She follows me whenever I walk in her pen, as does Sadie.

Around 3 o'clock, Robert comes into the barn to tell me he's going into town. Oh, and go easy on Sadie and Honey's hay tonight, he says. A gal's picking them up tonight.

Well, damn.