Someone Enjoyed His Extra Hour

As much as I hate to lose an hour's worth of daylight each afternoon, I am so glad the time changed. I get up around 4:30 a.m. each day, and it's been getting harder and harder to do. I get up so early so that I can get to work by 6:00 a.m and finished by 3:00 p.m.

My early day means I can get to the barn around 3:15 each afternoon. I don't have lights, but I have just enough time to get in a decent 45 minute ride before it gets dark.

The extra hour on Sunday morning was so wonderful. I slept in, made biscuits and gravy for breakfast, rode my horse, went grocery shopping, and was still home before noon. Izzy enjoyed the extra hour as well.

When I pulled in, the ranch owner stopped to chat. Apparently, Izzy got out during the night. I am super vigilant about chaining his gate, but somehow it was not chained on Saturday night. Maybe I missed the link when I snapped it shut on Friday, or maybe his finger-like lips managed to undo it. Either way, he had a good old time on Saturday night.

He did a lot of pacing down Speedy's fence line.

When the ranch owner came out to feed on Sunday morning, Izzy gave her an "oh, crap" look and hustled back into his paddock. He knew the jig was up. She poked around the property to make sure he hadn't destroyed too much but found that his shenanigans were limited to the lawn in front of his paddock.

He visited with Pixie as well.

I gave him a thorough grooming and checked him all over for any hidden bumps or scrape, but all was well. He did seem a bit tired while I rode, but I'll never complain about that.

"Who needs an extra hour of sleep. Not me!"

It would seem that Izzy doesn't get worked enough. Maybe someone can propose a new time schedule that gives us several extra hours. I know I could use more time!