Yay for the saddle fitter!

Did I happen to mention that my beloved Passier will fit my beloved turd gelding again? It comes home from Mr. Saddle Fitter Fred on the 20th. Mr. Turd is in desperate need of his Passier to come back because his turdiness is growing by the day, as is his grass belly. I don't mind the grass belly, but I DO mind the manners. I had to whack his hiney the other day and drive him away from me after he got a little too pushy. He's been being a little shit the last couple of days, mostly because he feels GOOD!