I understand catatonic behavior now. After I made the annoucement that I was going to show Sue, someone asked me what I was going to wear.
There are people who like to match clothes, saddle blanket and horse ribbons.
Me, I went catatonic. The idea of riding Sue in a horse show is really all my brain can handle. The thought of having to figure out some sort of matching show wear made me unable to participate in speech or thought.
I did finally respond “black slacks, some kind of long sleeved shirt and some sort of a vest.”
Then the person asked what color would my shirt and vest be and I went catatonic again.
The next day someone asked what saddle blanket I would use. Down into the deep I went again.
I can handle it now. I have but three days.