Apollo remains - knock on wood - sound! And indeed, 15 minutes of work was way too conservative. Horse wants to motor! I'm not doing a lot, mind you, but more like 20-25 minutes altogether, rather than 15.
He needs more, though, as evidenced by his shenanigans for my poor, long-suffering, beloved farrier today. How embarrassing. :/ I worked late tonight (yay overtime pay!), but I was bound and determined to go out and work the beast anyway. So I broke my own rules and went out into the pasture in the dark.
I had been a little concerned that I would wander a bit, looking for him or trying to pick my bay horse out of the other bay horses (okay, not that hard; one paint colored, one black, one chestnut, and one other bay), but it became very easy. I had my tiny Eddie Bauer lantern-flashlight, for one, and for two, my horse is the one that starts walking toward me when I call.
For all that he'd been the Thoroughbred of Sin this morning, he was well-behaved tonight on the longe. Whew again. Looking forward to riding tomorrow, rather than longing! I miss my guy's top line and muscles - time to claim them back.
Meanwhile, for a fun time and a throwback, go check out redheadlins' latest entry and see if you can spot a certain bay horse in the photos!