As I have written before, I consider physical therapy and hippotherapy the reasons why I am still, for the most part, mobile, after having Multiple Sclerosis for the last twenty-five years. Yesterday it was hippotherapy's turn.
Even though it was very cold, about twenty degrees, which is usually enough to keep me inside, I rode Roscoe, Robin's therapy horse, for about an hour and felt better when I finished. I was surprised and pleased, with the amount of energy I had for the rest of the day.
But, it really was too cold to ride Bouffe, or even groom him, unless I absolutely had too, which I didn't. What I did do was feed him his carrots and put two more holes in his halter's headpiece, so it wasn't hanging down by his nostrils, like it had been.
Robin was very pleased with the job I did, cleaning one of the very dirty western saddles, she was given for her therapy program. I brought another one home to clean, with the eventual outcome, of Robin consigning two of the four saddles with me to sell on eBay. I have a lot of cleaning to do today.
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