Presto and I had another show this past weekend, but before we just jump straight from one show recap to another, I should probably fill in a little bit more about what else has been going on. Plus I need to stall a little bit in the hopes that show photos might be posted in the next couple days.

First and foremost, our intrepid young hero officially turned seven. SEVEN. Can you believe it? Time is starting to feel like it’s flying by. He is, dare I say, a Real Boy now. Well… on paper anyway.

He celebrated his birthday in proper Presto fashion, with a gathering of friends, a birthday outfit, and a pinata full of cookies that he smashed to absolute bits, much to the delight of the crowd. He also got an FEI membership for his birthday from me, which he seemed less enthusiastic about.

In other news, Argie boy has continued to prove what an exceptionally good egg he is. He’s had several more friends come take him for a spin now, and he’s been well-behaved for all, but he does seem particularly adept at caring for the less-experienced or timid rider.

A friend of a friend flew in last week to try him, his first official sale trial, which was a really nice older woman looking for her first horse. On paper you probably wouldn’t pick an 8yo OTTB that’s been off the track for 6 months, but he really loved her, and she loved him too. He was an absolute saint, so well-behaved for her and her trainer. He’d be in a trainer program so I think it would work fine, but she’s got a few others to try (that are, admittedly, probably better-suited on paper) so we’ll see. There are other people interested in him too, and he seems to gain new fans pretty quickly.

My friend Stacy is in town from Texas and she’s ridden him twice now (out of the whole herd, he was her pick) and also loves him. He’s just so kind and pleasant, and ok perhaps a bit of a leg workout.

If she wasn’t at capacity for horses she said she’d be buying him (and perhaps jokingly may have asked her husband if he would consider offing the grumpy elderly retired one to clear up a space… don’t worry, he wouldn’t), which seems to be the consensus of most people that swing a leg over. She thinks he’s the perfect type to take a timid ammy around the 2’6″ while also trotting around the crossrail classes with the kiddo at the same show. She’s right, he is. This horse will be absolutely worth his weight in gold to someone, and he will probably consume a relatively grotesque amount of treats in the process.

Henry got to come out and play last weekend on the day of Presto’s party, when all his friends were in town. He gained a new fan I think, because obviously he’s also perfect. He told me that himself.

As I mentioned, this past weekend was another horse show, which I’ll post about later, and I also go to go to brunch at WEC with Michelle, her husband, and Stacy to watch a Grand Prix. McLain Ward won. Everyone be shocked. It was fun though, I’ve never gotten to sit up in the VIP bougie seats area. Can’t beat that on a Sunday morning.

This was the last week of winter circuit at WEC, which means my extra retail income will be driving out of town to head back to Texas. I’m equal parts sad and relieved – sad because the extra money is nice, but relieved because I’m freakin exhausted. Season is basically just four months of running myself ragged, and that’s one thing off my plate again for a while, albeit to the detriment of my wallet. But I did manage to sneak in one more fun purchase thanks to my employee connections… here’s a hint:

You’ll have to wait and see what it is!