Red

"Have you ever switched to driving a big truck after having grown accustomed to whipping around in a compact car?

Jill was gleefully surveying rider friends as she cleaned tack.  "Today I rode that big red horse, and I felt like I owned the highway."  It wasn't so much the size it was the power, and mode of movement.

It was the time she ever did a flying lead change!  Not counting about the 10 accidental ones, the athletic horse did in friskiness, counting only the ONE flying lead change she'd asked for, and that they did to correct one of the others...

did someone say

"we put good riders on good horses around here." ??

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The horses at the high levels that she would come to ride afterwards had that same floaty feeling.  


Oddly, were also Chestnut, on BOTH Olympians teams, both winter seasons, making her High Performance Horse History her least favourite horse colour.
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Jill was lamenting her pet history too.  "Why am I the one nursing the almost dead runt barn kitty with an eye dropper so as to keep it alive long enough to become MY weak less than healthy charge for life? DUH.