turnout only

Slow news day. Worked on deadline project all morning, figuring I'd ride in the afternoon. But I turned Butch mule out in the arena for an hour or so, just in case I got called in to work at WL. He went to the far end, rolled, joyfully pounced in the air like a cat, and blasted back down the fenceline to slide to a stop in front of me at the gate. This is his way of saying, "Play with me!" I didn't really have time, but I did go in and chase him around the arena a few times with the carrot stick, which he thoroughly enjoyed.

Good thing I turned him out, cuz I did get called in to work the afternoon and evening. Poor Butch, at this rate I'll have to get us in shape all over again after the holidays! I miss those half-day rides.