I anticipate he will be fat enough to climb aboard in another… 6 weeks? or so, maybe a bit longer. Obviously playing it by ear, but I definitely want to wait until he’s had time to fill in his topline and build some muscle doing work on the ground, first. Which leads me to think to the future, about saddles…
I doubt Elmo’s fancy dressage saddle will fit him, ever, even if those wither pockets magically poof out. They are just vastly different body shapes. I’m still a little traumatized by the saddle hunt that resulted in me eventually just buying new to fit my weirdo pony, but I’m trying not to cry at the prospect of saddle shopping again so soon. Did I mention I also have a youngster who will also need his own saddle to wear by fall? 
Fence charger has been installed and hopefully there will be no more shenanigans. Unless Bo is really skilled at grabbing just the gate handles.
While I was out with the scissors, I decided to even up his pitiful scraggly mane. Please excuse the hack job, I didn’t have a comb and there’s SO little hair that it got a little Edward Scissorhands-y quick. I’ll have to even things up later. I told him it was time for him to look like a proper gentleman!