This particular day started out a little odd as I began by asking my husband to help me reset the blueberry bushes in their pots – they’d sunk down about eight inches or so. He said he’d be out in about ten minutes.
I set up the trailer and got my treats out to play with Mr. A. He came out with me and I figured (somehow) that I’d be able to get a short training session in before the husband appeared.
I just got Atty in the lane for trailer loading and knew that he’d be grazing on what he could find for a few minutes. That’s when my husband came out. I realized that Atty could take awhile and decided to just let him eat the grass he could find and hubby and I would deal with the blueberry bush.
As we were repotting the bush, I heard hooves clomping onto the trailer. I looked up and told him he was a good boy. I knew he’d find the treats, including a Stud Muffin, in the hay bag and that he’d be alright. He got off a minute or so later.
We finished with the blueberry and I went to the tack room to get my treat bag. As I did so, Mr. A got on the trailer again and looked at me from out the side door. Clearly, his expression said, “Hey, mom! Look at me! I’m in the trailer! Look, look, look!”
I would have tried to get my phone out to take a picture or maybe video, but I thought that maybe I should hustle out there with some treats while he was still on the trailer!
It was a great session and I even moved him in the trailer a few feet.