of horses, cats, and thunderboomers
May. 27th, 2008 07:54 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lagilmanToday, I spent an hour learning how to turn my shoulder without dropping it. This isn't really hard to learn -- except when you're also trying to keep your hands forward and steady, your hips back and centered, your shoulders relaxed and open, your heels down, lower leg back, and eyes forward at all times but not too forward. (ETA: while riding, yes, for those of you who don't read the subject lines!)
I came home a limp noodle. But by the 40 minute mark I seem to have grokked it to C's satisfaction and CD's obedience. Yay me.
It was also hot and humid and those things are trebled when you're wearing chaps and a riding helmet. Thankfully my hair's long enough to braid and pin back, and I made it home before the summer thunderstorm broke and made everything hiss with steam.
And break the storm did, with sheets of water and rumblings and booms! -- and I was reminded once again that Boomerang, Fool of a Took, Cat of Little Brain, is also a cat who does not like thunder. Rather than hide, however, he crawled up next to me, gently dug his claws into my braid, and hid his face against mine. *is ded of teh cute*
Pandora, unfortunately, is showing definite signs the past week of lethargy and listlessness, plus some vocal unhappiness. She's still affectionate, in no discernable pain, and eating about the same, so we're just going to wait and watch. With luck, it's just a passing thing.
Tonight I have to finish up the proofs for THE NIGHT SERPENT and get back to a client on details of something, because my office is starting to be overrun by materials for Vinespell. This writing, it's a messy business...
I came home a limp noodle. But by the 40 minute mark I seem to have grokked it to C's satisfaction and CD's obedience. Yay me.
It was also hot and humid and those things are trebled when you're wearing chaps and a riding helmet. Thankfully my hair's long enough to braid and pin back, and I made it home before the summer thunderstorm broke and made everything hiss with steam.
And break the storm did, with sheets of water and rumblings and booms! -- and I was reminded once again that Boomerang, Fool of a Took, Cat of Little Brain, is also a cat who does not like thunder. Rather than hide, however, he crawled up next to me, gently dug his claws into my braid, and hid his face against mine. *is ded of teh cute*
Pandora, unfortunately, is showing definite signs the past week of lethargy and listlessness, plus some vocal unhappiness. She's still affectionate, in no discernable pain, and eating about the same, so we're just going to wait and watch. With luck, it's just a passing thing.
Tonight I have to finish up the proofs for THE NIGHT SERPENT and get back to a client on details of something, because my office is starting to be overrun by materials for Vinespell. This writing, it's a messy business...
