Before we begin, I would like to introduce you my horse (or
as I like to call him, “my son”) Lenny. Lenny resides at our farm in Sewickley,
and is the absolute KING of the barn. Right now, I am working to rehabilitate
Lenny from a torn tendon in his left front leg (medically, a superficial lesion
in his Digital Flexor—that sounded smart), which kept him out of commission
from the 2014 show season. He will be my prop for many of my how-to posts, on
his good days, of course. Lenny has a short attention span and sometimes does
not like to cooperate with these sorts of activities, so we may have to
substitute a more agreeable horse for certain projects.
So…with out further ado…the bridle.
