Fancy, Where are You?
Erin from barn aisle to me in the arena, “Susan, Fancy is loose somewhere.” What? I had fastened her to one of the cross ties while I watched the rest of a lesson with a young girl new to riding. Fancy and I tried to kill her earlier in our flying attempts and fast cantering during our group lesson. Fancy was in a stall! Hmmm I thought I had put on her halter and failed to secure her to cross tie. I swore a young girl in the aisle to…