Meantime, Robin. I sit on her frequently. It's one of her favorite lessons, actually. She nickers when she lines up at the mounting block, and we've progressed to wandering around a little. She doesn't necessarily get that she should walk forward, but I'm feeling much more relaxed with whatever she does. Afterward I'll be sitting at the computer wondering why I feel happy and excited (especially when nobody's sent me any emails) when I'll suddenly remember: Oh yeah. I just sat on Robin.
How does your horse (real or dream) make you happy?