I was only at the barn for a couple hours today. I visited with Robert, grabbed an unhappy Keno and went out to warm up for a bit before Robert came to give us our lesson.

Cari was in the ring working with Xsarena, and she had the radio turned onto a classical station which was really nice to listen to. We warmed up on a loose rein, but I didn't plan as well and so we didn't have enough time before I asked him to start coming together. He wasn't thrilled about it, but we did. I did notice his long-rein canter was a little less downhill than usual, which was intriguing. He kept making faces at Xsarena when we passed by.

I think we had a really good session, I think next time I will warm him up outside instead of in. It's probably just because of the smaller-sized arena, but he self-balances better. It could also be all the boys (and Bella) watching him make him strut his stuff. I guess Xsarena isn't so interesting anymore. I also think that he likes the flash. I didn't tie it shut, so he can still chomp, but it does stabilize the bit, I guess? And he seems all for that. Our transitions aren't great but they aren't bad. He was doing trot-walk transitions on his forehand, so Robert asked me to hollow my back and lift my chin just before I asked, and that helped a lot. I'm really happy with this pony.

Cari mentioned that I should take Keno to the Mt. Hood Equestrian Center dressage schooling show on Nov. 2. I said it sounded exciting, but unless there was a way to trailer him, I didn't see it happening- even if it's not far away, it's potentially a long time in total, and that's a huge chunk of Robert's day gone.

But I mentioned it to Robert and he said yes! This is a good idea! And wants to take me and Keno, and Gillian and Star. At least we'd have a full trailer and moral support. So I hope this happens. If it does, I probably have to wash my show shirt and find nicer breeches. My boots aren't tall enough, but whatever.

Fed, clipped Gloria's horses and Luca for their shows Saturday, went home. Luca didn't want to get caught, but gave in and stood pretty still until people started going in and out of hay barn and making high pitched cooing noises to horses.