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Last night was awesome!  Took my daughter to the horse park for her lesson, and I took Big John out.  I lunged him in the roundpen, got him tacked up, took him in the arena and started with the walk and transitioned smoothly to the trot.  I spent the entire time that Mary was having her lesson having Big John trot around the arena, turn slowly, turn sharply, back up (not while trotting), etc.  The gal giving Mary her lesson finally said “What the hell happened?”  I explained, and she actually said “You have bigger balls than I do… I’m afraid to ride your horse… you’ve got him trotting around, he’s relaxed, he’s working for you… I guess this means I no longer need to ride your horse, and instead just need to give you riding lessons.”  Yeppers, that would be correct!

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