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I have been asked to type with a bigger font size, so here ya go. This past week has been fun. My friend from Texas was here, and has left this morning. Times like this week shows me that I am not forgotten. To fill you all in on the Flag adventure…

We went to a schooling horse show. There was english/western pleasure and other assorted rail classes. I decided that it was a good idea to take Flag out for some saddle time miles, but then my father decided that Rosie could use these miles too. So, while I could have had Flag paying the utmost attention to me, he was far too busy yelling for his sister and forgetting about the lump on his back. His behavior is due to me. I keep him and Rosie together, and I do not make them be apart ever. So he is way “Rosie soar”, meaning he cannot cope well without her at least in his sight. If we had left Rosie at home, he would have forgotten her, and remembered me, the lump. Well, when we got in the arena, after a couple hours of warm-up/craziness he was a completely different horse. He acted like he knew what these funny looking blue barrels in the arena were for. Though we did not go slowly and he stopped to smell each barrel, he was so good I choose to not shot him that night. I think maybe I will try to fare better this Wednesday, with Rosie at home. See you all later!

-The Lump