I rode Toby Saturday morning where he seemed tired with no "zip on his doodah." He worked nicely for me but he seemed like he needed a break from all the riding I was doing. I cooled him out, put him back with his buddies outside and I found him later on snoozing in the sunshine - standing up this time.
I went home to watch the Kentucky Derby and cheer for my longshot Musket Man. I just had a good feeling about him. And darn if he didn't put in a great run to come in 3rd when Pioneerof The Nile bobbed his nose in front of him. I was excited and I'm hopeful I can see him at The Preakness in a couple weeks.
Sunday was spa day with Toby. I had to wake him up from his afternoon siesta (he was flat out on his sand patch snoring away) and he just eye-balled me like a teenager that doesn't want to get up in the morning. Eventually he got up and came in with me. I decided to give him a warm bath along with a bigeloil treatment just to get his muscles relaxed. He's always a fidget during a bath but he was feeling VERY good afterwards. Then I lassoed Chrissy, who just arrived to clean stalls at the barn, to hold Toby for me while I experimented with lighting and exposure with my camera. I'm thrilled with how his shots turned out!!
and this is what Toby had to say about it all:
Tonight I'll see how the old guy is doing. I have visions of him being a mudball and sticking his tongue out at me. I'm happy as long as he is. :)