I got bit nice and hard by Snip this morning...and I have teeth marks on my left shoulder blade to prove it. He didn't break the skin though. I'm afraid that I didn't get a solid whack on his nose because I was to busy yelping "OW!!" and by the time I got turned around he had already preempted the strike by bobbing his head.
I didn't ride very long or really very hard. Snip was terrible this morning. He was purposely flipping his bit upside down (which reduces the leverage on his mouth quite a bit), fighting it, and all out not being very obedient. I would have worked him a little harder only I was pushing him in a circle and kicking him pretty viciously to get him to keep going and that last kick nearly made me yell. My right ankle (the knee as well) has been feeling off for a couple of days anyway, but it really hurt this time. So bad that I hauled him to a stop and had to breathe heavy. I took my boot off and pulled my sock down but I couldn't see anything wrong with my foot. I rode up to the house, at a walk, with my feet out of the stirrups and my right boot off. I called Savannah out and while we talked about what I should do, I had to fight Snip the whole time. He hates standing still with someon on his back. He'll stand just fine if I get off him and tell him to "Stand" while I open or shut a gate, but you put me up there and he must squirm.
Sometime after lunch, after drawing up a rough plan for my nesting box extention for the chicken coop, I headed out to start dismantling the empty A-frame coop. I killed several black widows out there. Ick....
I didn't get to far--I got two of the panels off, plus the front section with the door in it. It takes a while to untwist chicken wire from itself, you know. :)
See, I didn't do much today extraordinary...just twaddle.