Minerva would be an Olympic Gold Medalist. Today she’s watched, with absolute attention and barky gusto:
- Swimming
- Women’s water polo (she was disappointed no horses were involved, and we agreed non-water-polo should be an equestrian Olympic sport)
- Kayaking (neither of us knew that was a sport either, and while I don’t disagree it looks sporty as hell and very difficult we did change the channel for a while)
- Men’s gymnastics. Minerva thinks it’s pure misogyny that the men don’t have to add dance and music to their floor routines, but women do. wtf. I concur. Also, hella impressive.
- And dressage, which I miss doing terribly (please note I was never, ever, ever even a single iota close to the level these horses and riders have achieved, but I loved it). They’re doing the dressage competition at Versailles. I feel like King Louis XIV would approve of the showmanship.
I told Minerva we DO NOT BARK AT HORSE PRIMA BALLERINAS (that is no insult: prima ballerinas are top level athletes and dancers and masterful artists, all of which is applicable to these horses) and banished her from the room.
Huh. I did not know Hermes was a saddle and harness maker since the early 1800’s. What a weird thing to learn during the Olympics.
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