A fjew days ago, my fjriend, Fjabian, bought a Norwegian Fjord named Cisco.I love Fjords, so I immediately invited myself over fjor a visit. Fjortunately, Fjabian didn't take offjense. In fjact, his exact words were, "Bring your saddle."
Although I'd seen several pictures of Cisco on Fjacebook, I was unprepared for his extreme fjluffy cuteness. Look at that fjace! Look at that fjorelock!
Although he's a drafjty little guy, standing just fjourteen one or fjourteen two hands high, Cisco's a surprisingly fjluid mover. We worked him a little,
saddled him up,
and worked him a little more.
Then--fjinally!--it was time fjor me to climb aboard.
Cisco has more experience as a driving horse than a riding horse, so he fjeels a little green under saddle. We worked on stopping and starting and changing directions. He's a good minded horse and caught on quickly.
I haven't ridden in ages, and it fjelt so good to be sitting on his broad little back!
I would have happily stayed there fjorever, but I also wanted to see Fjabian ride him.
Can you believe this is the fjirst time Fjabian's ever ridden English?
He and Cisco look fjantastic together!
Afjter they were fjinished, we swapped the saddle for a bareback pad and I climbed on again.
Bareback trotting on a Fjord: it's almost the most fjun thing I've ever done!
Thank you so much fjor sharing Cisco with me today, Fjabian! I had a great time and I look fjorward to seeing a lot more of you and your fjabulous pony in the fjuture!
P.S. Erin Corbett told me that if today's blog post included ten "FJ" words, she would make me something special. As you can see, I more than doubled that. That means I get a saddle fjit fjor a Fjord, right?