The yard where I live is also a large riding school.  Last week, my owner was asked if I could be used for the Annual Show.  This is a competition for all the children who ride there each week.  This year there are too many children wanting to enter so there was a shortage of horses.  At first my owner wasn't sure incase I didn't behave myself with a youngster on board but she agreed in the end.

Here I am before the children arrived.  I am being briefed by one of the instructors that I must be on my best behaviour and not get too excited.  My owner had spent a couple of hours on my mane and tail so I was feeling pretty chilled.

 That is, until I saw the costume I had to wear.  I had to be the Loch Ness Monster.  Once my owner had assured me it wasn't real, I didn't mind it sitting on my back.

 Wish I could have worn a hat like my friend, Morton.  Not sure I'd want a pink one though.

This is me with my little rider, waiting to go into the Handy Pony event.  I wasn't too bad, except I did try and eat the grass a few times as I was going round.

Here I am after the show.  Everyone agreed I had been a very good boy and my owner could breath a sigh of relief!