Talon Looks "Official"

Well folks, it’s happened. Talon got his harness this week, and let me tell you—he looks official. I mean, if there was a DMV for horses, this boy would be standing in line with his paperwork filled out, waiting to get his equine license and a vanity plate that says "HOOFINIT."

After a slow start—you remember, the whole “sensitive” thing (aka hiding behind the trainer and then behind a rock… yeah, that start)—he's finally decided he might not die from wearing tack. He's now actually ground driving, and looking pretty darn pleased with himself about it too. Blinders on, reins draped over his rump like he was born for it, head held high like, “Yes, peasant, I am majestic.”

Tomorrow I get to go visit, and I’m bringing his cart with me to replace the one the trainer has tried to introduce. No promises, but the trainer says he might be ready to hitch up in another week. I am cautiously optimistic and wildly giddy at the same time. Not sure who’s more excited, me, or Talon. Actually, no, it’s definitely me. Talon’s still deciding if the cart is a friend, a foe, or a mobile snack bar.

I’m also looking forward to learning how to drive myself. Hopefully it involves fewer bruises than learning to ride did. And fewer runaway moments that end with me yelling things like “I’m not ready for this level of horsepower!”

Seriously though—doesn’t he look like an old pro? I’m so impressed with how far he’s come. He’s traded in ‘shy guy’ for ‘show-off’ and it suits him just fine. 

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