This Little Piggy

This little piggy went to market.
This little piggy stayed home.
This little piggy was all jacked up and had to have surgery which leaves me in the Frankenboot for 4 lousy weeks and now I’m mad at the world.
This little piggy cried wah wah wah all the way home.
One of these things is not like the other . . . Actually, several things are broken but we’ll start with the toes.
Day one I was already bored. Day three and I’m gouging my eyes out with a dull spork. I know it could be worse and I know there are people with much bigger woes out there than me (especially in CT), so I’m dishing out a big helping of Suck It Up and use this time to reflect on the change I wish to become:
#1 – Let go of the stupid left rein. Period.
Just one more pull is not going to fix anything.
#2 – More seat, more seat, more seat. Less hand, less hand, less hand.
#3 – Patience, grasshopper. Change takes time.
The lotus must start from the seed and take the sun and moon each in turn while looking to the sky for delicate drops of nature’s tears . . .
blah blah blah
#4 – Oh yeah, stop looking at anything larger than 3’7” like its only purpose in life is to squash me like a gnat. Seriously, that’s, like, a warm-up fence for the jumper people and most horses can do it from a trot. 
Is it 4 weeks yet?
Well, here’s a little entertainment to help everyone pass the time. Good stuff (If the embedded video gives an error just press the hyperlink, it’s worth it):

And here’s how Otie is passing the time:

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