Rio

While we were in Oregon, we got to do tons of activities with friends and family, but a highlight for me, was taking Chloe to see Rio, my mom's horse.

Rio is a very sweet and gentle mustang that was taken off BLM land in Montana (or Nevada, I can't remember, but let's just stick with Montana). But, I was a little nervous about how Rio would act around Chloe. Sometimes horses get nervous around little kids. I talked to Chloe about how she should act around horses and very basic safety, but who knows how much she really understood, or even listened to. In the end, Rio did amazing with Chloe being her little toddler self.

I told Chloe she could talk to Rio, so he could get to know her, and she did. She kept repeating, "Good boy, Rio" while he was eating his oats. It was super adorable.

Chloe leading Rio out.

Too funny not to share, look at Rio's tongue.

After we brushed him, it was time to ride. Chloe wasn't too sure at first. She was nervous to get on my herself, even with Grandma Shell (Michelle) holding her. So we decided to saddle up so she could ride with one of us. Of course, I couldn't be out there and not get a little ride in.

Grandma showing Chloe how to hold the lead rope.

Warming up to the idea of riding Rio, but a little nervous.

I think all three of us have our eyes closed.

While we were on our short little ride, Chloe kept talking to Rio. She was telling him to walk, whoa and good boy. It was too cute, but I had to tell her to stop because she would say "whoa", when we were walking or "walk" when I wanted him to stop.

So that was our day, visiting Rio. Chloe still talks about it and named all her horses at the house Rio. I'm looking forward to the next time we come out to Oregon. Mom, you better have him ready to go.