I had yet another dream about horses this morning. I was working for Irvine and he was pissed at me for taking all day and night to get my work done. Then somehow McKirgan became my boss and would not shut up. (Very typical)
Finally they were having a horse sale at the fairgrounds were were training at. McKirgan sent me over to the sale area to do some work on a couple of horses we were selling, which turned into hours of work. Ryan showed up and said, "Dad, you are going to be mad, but McKirgan told me to jog your last horse, so I took her two miles by myself." (Ryan has never jogged one by himself)
I started laughing and wondered why I was supposed to be mad, then understood that this old mare had just come out of the field and had not been jogged for 3 years, and I woke up laughing.
It seems every time I dream about horses, I wake up feeling refreshed.
