He Always Knows

He knows when I'm happy

He knows when I'm comfortable

He knows when I'm confident

and

He always knows when I have carrots.

My horse, Buddy is all about the treats.

The look he is giving me in the photo above, is telling me

I should be giving him the last two treats in my pocket.

I probably shouldn't give him so many treats, but I love seeing him happy.

I actually think I've spoiled him a bit too much and now I'm only rewarding him after a job well done.

Meaning, he didn't let me eat dirt.

Buddy isn't really one to dump his rider, but it's always my fear and it's incredible the amount of anxiety I can muster up

during my drive to the barn.

It's really quite ridiculous considering he's a sweetheart of a horse and is very considerate of me and my fears.

He knows when I'm worked up and tells me with

a snort to start breathing before I pass out.

I've started singing to him when I ride him.  I've heard that singing can calm a horse, but I think it's more to calm the rider.

I don't think he is particularly fond of my songs, however.

I'm still trying to figure out which genre he likes.

I've tried folk songs and classical humming.

I get his attention, but I think he prefers the classical music that I hum.  Which is good because I have to run through my cello music and humming Requiem is perfect.

I give a heartfelt thanks to my Paint for putting up with me

and my crazy fears.