After giving Rock's gut another listen with the stethoscope and not hearing sand moving, I laid out an obstacle course to ride him through, because I suspect that he never learned some basic maneuvers. He's always been such a well behaved, relaxed horse that some days I wonder if all the people who have owned and ridden him skipped right past basic training and went straight out onto the trails. He was a child's barrel horse and was started on roping a long time ago, so he had to know something, right?
I don't know if he's forgotten what he was taught or if he just was never taught it. I laid out poles on each side of an "L" and set up orange cones for slalom, and planned to test him on his knowledge, agility and softness.
While saddling him, I stepped up onto the new mounting block, but it was set on uneven ground, so it rocked forward, causing me to fall forward. The block made a hollow boom, and Rock jumped sideways while I unintentionally dropped the saddle on his back. I rocked the block back to catch my balance and it boomed again. I told him he was okay, and he settled down. Fortunately, the saddle landed square on his back instead of on the ground. I swear that my horses have to tolerate so much because of my clumsiness.
I know it is almost impossible to see in this next picture, but there is a teeny tiny baby bunny in the corner of the shadow to the right of the ladder. It was so cute. I was able to walk Rock right up to the fence and it just kept grazing, completely unconcerned about us.