When I got to the barn last night, the horses had already been turned in. I went down the aisle intended to get to the tack room to gather my things for Piper so I could tack up and take my lesson. Ben, though, put on a show! He was so intent on my picking him- doing everything in his power to get my attention in his direction.
If he had a voice, I'm sure it would've sounded something like this!
Ultimately I did not pick him, much to his dismay. My hip still needs Piper. But never fear, dear Ben, Saturday is all you and me.