Dear Peanut

Dear Peanut,

I have only two knees, and I am quite attached to them.  I have had them since I can remember, you see.  I don't know if you find it funny to try to remove them via whacking them into tree trunks, but I don't.  If this relationship is going to continue, I will have to have both knees fully functional and not left behind somewhere on trail.

Thanks for your consideration,
The Biped


We rode out alone again yesterday, but no stats as Nut grumped me.  I will have to do some clicker work in regards to saddling.  As I told him during our little discussion on trail, he was the one who chose that saddle and there shouldn't be any reason for him to resist it, let alone dump it.

It is also interesting to note that he was far better behaved with my temper smoldering.  I was not coddling him and just doing some serious riding.  I think he felt that.  Even when we had herds of deer in the trees next to us, I just had to tell him in a stern voice that he's fine, they're just deer, get over it and he was able to move on fine.

Lest I forget: an earthquake and a hurricane within the space of a week?  The universe has a twisted sense of humor.  I think that this is payback for the surprisingly lovely August we've been having.  At least the earthquake let us evacuate the building for a bit on an otherwise nice day.