It's nice to ride with Meryl. For one thing, she knows Jak far better than I do, so has a much easier time figuring out which of his behaviors are mere antics and which are genuine concerns. I like Jak a lot, but he's so clever he can be exhausting. It's nice to ride with only myself and my own horse to worry about, but have the added enjoyment of company.
For another, she is the only other person I have ever ridden with who can collapse into gales of helpless laughter while riding at high speeds and not risk falling off.
Yesterday a truckload of cowboys whistled at us as we worked in the arena. Tommy got scared and tried to bolt.
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