When she's visiting her grandmother, Carol, Sarah usually rides Bailey, our big gray Irish draft. He's huge for her, and has a neck that goes from here to, well, to there... but he's kind and well trained and they get along great, although she needs a little help *(and oxygen. And a parachute) to get up into the saddle.
So riding Squeegee is quite a switch. The pony is used to being lead, with very small people. He's not really up to speed at the technical details, like steering and stopping... although as Sarah points out, the accelerator is not a problem! So this week, she's been given the mission of helping Squeegee with some 'equine remedial reading', a little training for the little guy.
And they are getting on just great. The pony seems quite thrilled to be a) out and about without a leash; and b) delighted to be able to go places without waiting for his leader to pause and catch their breath!
Squeegee is trained to drive, so if we ever manage to get our hands on a harness small enough, and a flashy open top wicker cart, he could become our version of the Smart car.
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