Sunshine and I have been together for 25 years now. Her mom was a grade Arab/Quarter mix that I was riding when I met my husband. At that time I'd never seen a mule until I met hubby and his mule Fred.
Cheyanne was with us until she crossed the Rainbow bridge at 28 years old.
I took Sunshine out last night because for the first time in a while, the weather was nice and not insanely hot or smokey.
Rich told me that I needed to work with her and I have done so for all of her years. Last night she thought that perhaps she'd creep away while I was mounting her. I told her she was naughty so we did some practice walks, stops, and back up until she recalled her manners.
Then it was time to ride about the yard and driveway to make sure her brakes and turn signals still worked.
They did.
She felt so comfortable and relaxed that we went off for a short jaunt to watch deer on the ridge and collect the mail.
She detected a hen turkey and we watched them scurry out of the corn field and across the road in front of us. The little ones were so cute.
Her reaction was a big sigh and then we moved on.
I just wanted a short ride to see where her mind was at. She was with me and not worried about the calls from her sister at home. The funny thing about most mules is that they generally don't like leaving their herd mates. Sunshine has always been a bit more independent that way. As long as she has a human with her, she is relaxed.
We saw three bunches of deer who came running out of the cornfield and bounded into the woods. It was too late in the day to go down into the woods for us, it would have been too dark. So we just walked out to the open ridge and scoped out the fields.
I figured that was good enough for our first jaunt this year.
A view from the saddle on a long eared mule. [20 seconds]
The woods were getting dark.