I just returned to my field after a lesson with my master’s mean evil trainer. All he kept yelling at her to do was to kick me and hit me. Not much fun, but I finally gave in an started go round. That flatwork crap is for the birds!!!
But I had fun and I got to jump big jumps. I made my master work though. I wasn’t going to be her guardian angel to all those 3’6" jumps. She had to actually package me together and think for a change or I was going to leave from wherever I wanted to.
All in all a fun day, but I am glad to be back in the field doing what I do best - EATING!