I couldn’t hunt today but at least I can dream about it. This postcard is from the early 1900s. It looks idyllic to me!

Freedom is being a good boy and eating his Doxy without complaint. Life is so much easier with a horse that doesn’t require meds in a syringe. That really only works for the first couple of days. Once they cotton onto the routine, the next few weeks are like wrestling an alligator.

We are on a program of walking. He’s completely happy walking. Ears forward, marching along and taking everything in. On Sunday we walked for about two hours. Today and yesterday, it was closer to 45 minutes.

I don’t want to stress his immune system by making him work too hard but I know he’ll go stir crazy if I do nothing with him at all.

His body soreness is diminishing. After I ride I give him a massage. While he’s still tight, he’s not flinching away from my touch and he’s not yawning continuously in relief.

I am going to assume that means he’s feeling at least somewhat better.

I’m still waiting for the results of the Lyme multiplex test. With any luck, I should have them tomorrow.