After tensely navigating the extremely icy country roads I hit the highway. It took Buddy a ways before he figured out how to stay balanced and then it was smooth sailing. I was heading to cowboy country and my old mentor Grant who has agreed to give Buddy his start. Now normally I'd have no qualms starting a horse. However this year I haven't been on a horse since May. You see in May Whiskey sprained her hock and is still lame. I was further derailed by my doctor telling me riding with fluid in my ear is not a good idea (that's where your balance center is). I thought I'd best err on the side of caution and not make my first riding experience in the better part of a year on a baby.
While Buddy is at Grant's, I'll periodically drive out and ride some of Grant's horses to get some muscle tone and balance back. This is a commitment as Grant lives a comfortable three hour drive from my house - one way. When we arrived Buddy came out of the trailer slightly bug eyed, clearly wondering what was going on. I took him into the barn and pulled of his blanket only to have him steam. Apparently he found the drive a wee bit stressful as he was a hot sweating mess.
With some luck, he'll settle in and be a little superstar for Grant and I'll be able to figure out just what his purpose in life is supposed to be.