Younger horse has been having back trouble since my ill-fated experiment with a memory foam half pad last November. He has put weight and muscle back on since last summer’s puzzling loss and his saddle was bridging. As a result I have ridden him very little this year.
The saddle fitter came today and despite the ice falling off the arena roof past the translucent panels, the icy footing outside that has kept him from blowing off excess energy, the unfamiliar horse in the arena which left shortly after we went in, the inevitable “we don’t do that saddle/riding thing any more” reaction, the whiny “it feels different! I don’t like it!”, the periodic whinnies from his buddy outside, the… you get the idea.
Despite all that he didn’t buck or spook me off, he did try to do what I asked and we arrived at a good fit that we can go forward with.
I was really proud of him today. 
And I got to ride!!