So last night after work I packed up the dogs and we headed to the barn. Abby had not shit in the kitchen which I was happy about, but I still kept a close eye on her as I was changing. When we got to the barn I got Possum out and gave him a thorough grooming until his coat felt like silk. I love that he has completely shed out and his nice summer coat is here. I visited with my friend and the barn owner and we got caught up telling stories and laughing while Possum caught a nap in the crossties. We had fun and my stomach hurt from laughing so much. Eventually I put a bridle on Possum and just rode him around bareback in the outdoor for about 20 minutes. We did walk, trot, canter and cantered over some small fences, mainly for my benefit than his. I wanted to get a good leg workout even if I wasn't riding seriously. After; I put Possum away and fed him his grain and loaded up the dogs and went home. I had half of a Subway sandwich left over from lunch so I scarfed that down while watching the movie Airplane 1975 starring Charlton Heston. I've seen this movie before but I couldn't really remember it so I kept it on. Abby has not had any accidents so far, yea!
After the movie my roomate had a friend come over and I took that as my cue to got to bed. I watched about an hr or so of more TV and then went to sleep. I had the weirdest dream and it basically sent me into an anxiety attack. I was at a big show and the whole barn was there. I was getting ready to warm-up and I realized that I had forgotten my helmet. I was freaking out. I couldn't borrow anyone's because we were all riding at the same time. I had 10 minutes until the start of my class and I wasn't ready. Plus in this dream there was a huge walk from the place where the horses were kept to the arena. I remember going through people's tack trunks trying to find a helmet and the only one I could find was a derby which was not safety approved. I woke up in a full body sweat, and then I smelled it....shit. I turned on the light and sure enough there were two circles of diarrhea on my floor. I was not happy. Why can't dogs when they have diarrhea just atleast sit still while they poop no Abby has to basically spin circles spreading it everywhere! I put on my shoes and went to get the trash can and some paper towels. After scraping it all up I got a bucket of soap and water and a sponge and scrubbed the floors, this did little to the stains. But this time it was 3:30am. I decided to shoot Nick a text just saying something funny. Note to self: friends don't let friends text tired. He actually answered and said that he had fallen asleep on the couch and was just going into his bed when I texted him. So we chatted for a few and I finally fell back to sleep after 4am and had to get up at 6am. I had Abby come onto the bed because I thought I could tell if she got down and prevent any more accidents on the floor. When the alarm went off I sat up and sure enough more shit on the floor. I was pissed because I only have a certain amount of time to get ready in the morning and this was going to royally mess up my schedule. I booted Abby outside and began the clean-up process all over again, took a shower, got dressed, let the other 2 dogs out, packed up my work things and locked them all in the kitchen and drove the hr to my first school of the day.
Despite having a rough morning I am suprisingly in a pretty chipper mood today. I still miss my Nick, but it's Friday and I have the weekend to look forward to. After work this afternoon I'm rolling up my sleeves and washing the floors again. Hopefully this will only take an hr or so and then I can head to the barn and chill out there and ride Possum. We need to get back down to business and have serious rides this weekend. We will working on pace again and my equitation. Lines and roll backs and broken lines and precise transitions. Crossing my fingers and hoping for the best.