Last night was the first time in 3 months that I rode Isabella. Her 3 month mark is this month so I am now able to ride her for 30 minutes at a walk. It was a momentous occasion. My friend Trina at the ranch joked around with me, "I'll get ready for the rodeo show". Haha, I replied, her bucks are so teeny even if she did you wouldn't notice. My barn manager Nan at the ranch was excited, "I'm sorry I can't stay to watch.." Oh, I replied, she's a good girl.. she won't do anything bad. I tacked her up with the bareback pad and hopped on.

Famous last words.

Temper tantrums, ALL. OVER. THE. RANCH. It first started out with a little head shake and small little jumps in the parking lot. Ok, that's fine.. we were headed towards her paddock and it was dinner time (2 strikes against us). Then came the spooks.. China running up to us, Trina appearing around the corner. Every 5 minutes she'd bunch up, angry that she was a riding horse again instead of a pasture ornament. Spoiled brat! I took her into the arena and rode her around a few times. We had one more explosion.. after that I made her walk around some more before I got off. I stayed on through all of her acrobatics and I didn't want to push my luck.

Hmm.. I'm glad I bought that western saddle.. it may come in handy the next few months if last night was any indication of what her attitude will be like!