Silly pony stories
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Wrapping Christmas presents with a puppy dog is an entirely new challenge. hahaha omg I don't think I've laughed that hard in a long time. It might've taken several times as long as it should've and the wrapping is of a, shall we say, less than professional quality, but it was highly entertaining *g*
Having a lot of fun with Lexi -- who I'm pretty sure is at least part dog *sigh* So the first time I discovered this was the day I decided to play with the liverpool. I wasn't expecting much drama since she's been pretty cool about everything. I should know better by now.
Lex walks up to it, totally calm and stops. "I am *NOT* going over that." Touch it with nose. Kick it. All good. Step over it? Have you heard recent rumours of ice skating in hell? No? Me neither.
She was showing no signs of fear, just plain no. I was standing on the ground - she's not ready for riding challenges yet. Tried leading her, just about got kicked in the head for that one. Tried lunging her, suffice to say that did not work. Really did not work. *sigh*
So try a combo of lunging/leading -- ie leading with a lungeline held very short -- just long enough so I can be slightly behind her with lunge whip... Ummmm yeah. Pony's fairly athletic *sigh* That *also* did not work.
So now thinking, these are going to be a part of her life forever. Can't screw it up now. Ok back it off a bit - lunge her around it. Yup, still no fear. Quite happy to lunge around. Within a cm of it (legit - I think two of her feet actually went over a corner of it). Ok fine.
Take pony back in barn and untack her. But I really didn't want issues with it, so I thought I'd bring her after-ride carrots in the ring and have her free but put them in the liverpool so she'd at least go near it of her own volition.
Uh huh. She's *really* good about following me when she's loose -- she'll stick right by whatever side I put her on. Can stop, turn, change direction, etc. And really, it's an indoor ring. So I unclip her and she's following me. All good. Then she spots the carrot (I don't usually have carrots in the ring). Wants the carrot. Following the carrot with 100% attention. So instead of putting the carrot in the liverpool, I walked it over it. Pony followed with only the very slightest hesitation. 2 feet actually stepped in it. Pretty thoroughly proving my "you're not afraid" theory. Turn around and carrot leads her the other way over it. Happy pony. Then go across it lengthwise - so at some point she actually has all four feet in the liverpool (it's only *just* wide enough that that can work). And she's calmly waiting for her carrot. Omg.
And yet, all that is still very much pony behaviour. *Smart* pony behaviour, and exceptionally food motivated, but still within the reasonable realm of the equine. It was later that evening that I met the puppy version. After I finished teaching (so roughly 12h since our morning activities) I brought her back into the arena. The plan at this point is just to walk around calmly. I let her go and instead of sticking with me as she always has, she leaves and goes straight to stand in the liverpool and then looks at me. The "ok I'm in the liverpool, where are my carrots?" was so very clear. And very much something Sasha would've done :)
hahaha anyways - she amuses me :) My coach has informed me he expects to see her in my next ride. "Ummmm, you realize she's not broke right?" "You have two weeks." hahaha sheesh. So now pony's in boot camp
So it's Christmas Eve and Norad says Santa's getting near, so I'm off to sleep. Night!
#FridayFlash 58: A Perfect Day
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So I *finally* got a FridayFlash in! My last one was last November! OMG. That's right - I haven't written anything since the move *sigh* But tonight, I manged it :) hahaha totally not my usual style, but hey - I'll take what I can get when it's a once/year occurrence!
As always, comments very welcome.
Enjoy :)
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The air was warm and quiet. The lake was still and reflected the brilliant blue sky. He took a moment to appreciate the gift nature had provided. It was, he decided, a perfect day for murder.
“I’ve got the beer, you ready?” The greeting broke his contemplation. He schooled his expression to reveal no indication of his darker thoughts while he responded appropriately. It didn’t take long for the two men to load up the little fishing boat. Rods, bait, and the all-important cooler.
“I’m so glad you talked me into this,” Jake commented with a relaxed smile as they shoved off the dock. “It’s been way too long since I’ve had any time off. And it’s perfect fishing weather.”
“You work too hard. Everybody needs to escape once in a while.”
“You should tell my wife that!”
“I’ve tried. She’s not inclined to listen.”
“Yeah she’s a tough one, but she’s increased the business ten-fold and, you have to admit, she’s usually right.”
“So did you tell her where you were going today?” His question was perfectly timed with just the right easy tone.
“That would hardly be a wise decision,” Jake acknowledged. “No, as far as everybody’s concerned I’m in back-to-back client meetings downtown today. That way, if anybody tries to reach me and can’t, they’ll just assume I’m in another meeting. I’m covered for hours.”
“Brilliant,” he said with a smile, knowing Jake would misinterpret it. Everything about his attitude and conversation suggested he was happy to be relaxing with an old friend, but inwardly he was vibrating with excitement over what was to happen and what would come of it. This wouldn’t be his first time; that had been years ago. And there’d been others since. Several. But this would be the first time with somebody he knew. Somebody he used to respect.
He’d planned this one far more carefully than any of the others. He had a solid alibi lined up. Nobody could know they were out together, or even that he’d ever been on this trip. He’d thought through everything. The location was perfect; Jake’s lake was private and deep. Nobody would see. And it would likely be months, if ever, before the body was found. If he was even slightly lucky, Jake’s wife would sell the cottage property shortly after the funeral; after all, it’d been his hobby, not hers. She had never approved.
With location established he needed a method. A gun would echo for miles; hardly good for a subversive act that required a long time for a getaway. A rapid acting poison would be perfect except that Jake always brought the cooler. There was no easy way to change that tradition smoothly. A knife would be too messy and too risky; Jake might get the upper hand. He didn’t like to admit it even to himself, but success was more important than ego. After all, it was a perfect day for murder. It’d be a shame to waste it. And finally he came up with it. Sheer brilliance.
The only question had been whether Jake would tell his wife. The one who had put an end to their fishing trips and gambling excursions and general enjoyment of life. The one who had turned Jake into a boring, law-abiding, workaholic. And of course, the one who took over the books and stopped his handy access to cash. Jake had let her take over his life, but he hadn’t told her who he was meeting. It was indeed, a perfect day for murder.
He briefly considered actually fishing for a while first; it wasn’t likely he’d be out on a lake again anytime soon. But, he realized, success was more likely to be achieved by getting back to town as soon as possible. There was still a slight glimmer of a chance he might actually need an alibi this time, and getting back faster would make it stronger. Especially if he managed to get back before anybody noticed he’d ever left.
He was just about to make his move when he heard a sound in the distance. A sound that shouldn’t be there. A sound distinctly like a motor. “What’s that?” he asked, as though nothing more important that his fishing were being interrupted.
“Oh, I invited the rest of the old gang to come join us. I thought since I don’t get to see you very often any more it’d be great to have the whole group together.” The look Jake gave him was one of an excited child revealing a barely-held secret. He feigned the appropriate enthusiasm while feeling the crushing disappointment of wasted plans. But then he philosophically shrugged it off and settled in to enjoy the fishing.
After all, there would be other days.
As always, comments very welcome.
Enjoy :)
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The air was warm and quiet. The lake was still and reflected the brilliant blue sky. He took a moment to appreciate the gift nature had provided. It was, he decided, a perfect day for murder.
“I’ve got the beer, you ready?” The greeting broke his contemplation. He schooled his expression to reveal no indication of his darker thoughts while he responded appropriately. It didn’t take long for the two men to load up the little fishing boat. Rods, bait, and the all-important cooler.
“I’m so glad you talked me into this,” Jake commented with a relaxed smile as they shoved off the dock. “It’s been way too long since I’ve had any time off. And it’s perfect fishing weather.”
“You work too hard. Everybody needs to escape once in a while.”
“You should tell my wife that!”
“I’ve tried. She’s not inclined to listen.”
“Yeah she’s a tough one, but she’s increased the business ten-fold and, you have to admit, she’s usually right.”
“So did you tell her where you were going today?” His question was perfectly timed with just the right easy tone.
“That would hardly be a wise decision,” Jake acknowledged. “No, as far as everybody’s concerned I’m in back-to-back client meetings downtown today. That way, if anybody tries to reach me and can’t, they’ll just assume I’m in another meeting. I’m covered for hours.”
“Brilliant,” he said with a smile, knowing Jake would misinterpret it. Everything about his attitude and conversation suggested he was happy to be relaxing with an old friend, but inwardly he was vibrating with excitement over what was to happen and what would come of it. This wouldn’t be his first time; that had been years ago. And there’d been others since. Several. But this would be the first time with somebody he knew. Somebody he used to respect.
He’d planned this one far more carefully than any of the others. He had a solid alibi lined up. Nobody could know they were out together, or even that he’d ever been on this trip. He’d thought through everything. The location was perfect; Jake’s lake was private and deep. Nobody would see. And it would likely be months, if ever, before the body was found. If he was even slightly lucky, Jake’s wife would sell the cottage property shortly after the funeral; after all, it’d been his hobby, not hers. She had never approved.
With location established he needed a method. A gun would echo for miles; hardly good for a subversive act that required a long time for a getaway. A rapid acting poison would be perfect except that Jake always brought the cooler. There was no easy way to change that tradition smoothly. A knife would be too messy and too risky; Jake might get the upper hand. He didn’t like to admit it even to himself, but success was more important than ego. After all, it was a perfect day for murder. It’d be a shame to waste it. And finally he came up with it. Sheer brilliance.
The only question had been whether Jake would tell his wife. The one who had put an end to their fishing trips and gambling excursions and general enjoyment of life. The one who had turned Jake into a boring, law-abiding, workaholic. And of course, the one who took over the books and stopped his handy access to cash. Jake had let her take over his life, but he hadn’t told her who he was meeting. It was indeed, a perfect day for murder.
He briefly considered actually fishing for a while first; it wasn’t likely he’d be out on a lake again anytime soon. But, he realized, success was more likely to be achieved by getting back to town as soon as possible. There was still a slight glimmer of a chance he might actually need an alibi this time, and getting back faster would make it stronger. Especially if he managed to get back before anybody noticed he’d ever left.
He was just about to make his move when he heard a sound in the distance. A sound that shouldn’t be there. A sound distinctly like a motor. “What’s that?” he asked, as though nothing more important that his fishing were being interrupted.
“Oh, I invited the rest of the old gang to come join us. I thought since I don’t get to see you very often any more it’d be great to have the whole group together.” The look Jake gave him was one of an excited child revealing a barely-held secret. He feigned the appropriate enthusiasm while feeling the crushing disappointment of wasted plans. But then he philosophically shrugged it off and settled in to enjoy the fishing.
After all, there would be other days.
WOOHOO!!!!!
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HUGE congrats to Chelsea and Lissy for coming 3rd in Ontario for Junior Pre-Entry! Not half bad for their first season! Awesome job!!!!
Gymkhana Fun :)
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Our Christmas Gymkhana was So. Much. Fun! I'm sooo excited by how it went :) We had an excellent turnout and, judging by the photos, everybody had a ton of fun playing games. The food was incredibly yummy - and even better having leftovers today! Although for some reason all the Rolo squares were gone :( Very sad about that.
We collected some great gifts for Christmas Wish! I'll leave the gift collection basket there till next weekend if anybody still has anything to add to it, feel free :)
So we started out our day by tacking up and warming up most of the schoolies. We had Athena, Nick, Louis, Bella, Charlie, Jack, Lissy, and Dixie all in the ring at once! hahaha and while you might expect that to cause chaos, it actually went really well :)
Once everybody was all warmed up we divided the group into two teams of four for the candy-cane relay. Player one weaves a giant candy-cane to one end of the ring and hangs it on a standard, player two weaves down and gets it back, etc etc. Winning team is the one that gets all four riders there and back fastest :) We stacked the teams so each team had an equal number of novice riders and more experienced riders as well as fast horses and slow horses. It worked out well and was lots of fun. Then we did a rider switch and did a round or two with experienced riders only -- this let some of the riders who were not playing the first round play and those who wanted to could go a little faster. Lots of fun had by all there!
Then we played garland pairs -- riders paired off and each side held one end of a 4' garland. The goal? Survive a command class without dropping or breaking the garland. This one was so much fun to watch -- and judging by the laughter a whole lot of fun to ride too :)
I had three or four other games lined up, but by then it was lunch time! hahaha next time I think we'll do fewer rounds of each game and add some more variety :) But I think there definitely should be a next time! So much fun. And the aforementioned lunch... Yummy! I'm kinda loving GRS potlucks -- they always seem to include incredible food!
Next GRS activity? Adult Christmas camp! Still have one or two spaces open -- if you're interested, lmk!
An evening escape
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Got to go see 007 tonight. So much fun :) The fact that it was so much fun tells me it's been *way* too long since I've been anywhere *g* Oops. I used to love going to the movies; one of my favourite methods of escapism. hahaha HUGE thanks to Superwoman for once again taking care of my real world so I could escape :)
But at the movies I saw a trailer for a Jack Reacher movie -- I quite like most of those books... Not sure I can handle Tom Cruise as Reacher, but might still be a good excuse to escape one more evening *g* Or might have to just go reread the book. Although I made that mistake last night -- opened an old favourite "just for a chapter or two..." Then suddenly it was 3am. Somebody want to tell me how that happened? Sheesh.
An evening of watching somebody else's writing makes me want to go write myself... It's amazing how much I miss that... hmmmm well I have an hour or so till I should pretend to go to bed... Also have about 5h worth of work to do... We'll see. GRS blog post first though. Off to write that one now.
But at the movies I saw a trailer for a Jack Reacher movie -- I quite like most of those books... Not sure I can handle Tom Cruise as Reacher, but might still be a good excuse to escape one more evening *g* Or might have to just go reread the book. Although I made that mistake last night -- opened an old favourite "just for a chapter or two..." Then suddenly it was 3am. Somebody want to tell me how that happened? Sheesh.
An evening of watching somebody else's writing makes me want to go write myself... It's amazing how much I miss that... hmmmm well I have an hour or so till I should pretend to go to bed... Also have about 5h worth of work to do... We'll see. GRS blog post first though. Off to write that one now.
Sound familiar?
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My coach: "You have to stop analyzing"
"But it's my job."
"No, it's *my* job. Your job is to ride. When you're standing down here, *then* you get to analyze."
hahaha consider myself told. Came out of me being entirely too picky -- he wanted me to be happy because the horse did remarkably well at something that's been challenging for her, and I was annoyed that some random little detail wasn't quite right. But it is remarkably freeing to "just" ride *g* And it lasted about 10 mins till he told me to analyze the last round. hahaha oh dear.
But mostly I'm posting this for all my students who do this regularly -- now you know, I understand entirely :) Because I too am guilty of it. All. The. Time. But when I tell you you did it well. You did it well. For whatever that moment, that horse, that level of training, or that situation -- it was well done. Maybe next time random detail X will be important, but for right this second, take the "Good" and run with it :)
"But it's my job."
"No, it's *my* job. Your job is to ride. When you're standing down here, *then* you get to analyze."
hahaha consider myself told. Came out of me being entirely too picky -- he wanted me to be happy because the horse did remarkably well at something that's been challenging for her, and I was annoyed that some random little detail wasn't quite right. But it is remarkably freeing to "just" ride *g* And it lasted about 10 mins till he told me to analyze the last round. hahaha oh dear.
But mostly I'm posting this for all my students who do this regularly -- now you know, I understand entirely :) Because I too am guilty of it. All. The. Time. But when I tell you you did it well. You did it well. For whatever that moment, that horse, that level of training, or that situation -- it was well done. Maybe next time random detail X will be important, but for right this second, take the "Good" and run with it :)
She who shall not be named shows some more athleticism
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So some of you may be aware, I recently acquired a new pony :) Said pony sadly still lacks a name... The latest is Mystery/Misty but I'm not sold on that one. Although I do like the idea of having a Mystery when I have a Sherlock *g*
Anyways - it was a stunning afternoon: 12 deg, sunny and no wind. *Perfect* hacking weather. Did I mention pony's not really broke? hahaha
Ok so I wasn't *quite* that unrealistic, although I definitely considered it for several moments. But I tried her outside so I know she's *been* outside before :) And she's been super-quiet since she's been here, so why not ride outside today?
Unbroke, 4yo mare. Yes I tried her outside -- in a ring she was comfortable in with a buddy. Sure there'll be no difference at all between that and a new ring she's never seen, alone.
Right.
You're not new here.
hahaha so I bring her outside and she grows as we step out the door. Hmmmm. She's tall and looking at things, but not really being spooky. I've never worked with a quiet greenbean before, so I'm finding it hard to judge what exactly to expect from her. For instance - she wasn't spooking at things, but she was so high she was vibrating and halting was *not* going to be an option. hahaha and since you're always either training or untraining, getting on when she's not going to be able to stand still, is not a fair option for teaching her we always stand at the box.
So I voted for the lunge line. Now keep in mind - last Sunday what we did only represented a circle in the most vaguest of ways. But we've been working on it every day and she gets the circle idea now so ok. Or so I hoped anyways since our dressage ring is not fenced. hahaha
But it went really well. Her trot was lovely to watch. Super animated. And a good sign for what's to come. And on the ummmm exciting side of what's to come -- she decided she wanted to canter. No problem. Except the transition.... Oh dear. Massive buck with a twist! First time she tries that with me on her, I suspect I might get some serious air time *sigh* Hind legs well up over her head -- basically standing vertical on her front legs. And then calmly canters away. O.M.G. hahaha Transitions after all ok. But when we changed direction that first canter that direction had the same dramatic approach. Yikes!
Fortunately all that excitement tired her out and she was able to stand :) Took us a few more tries than normal to stand still at the box, but eventually I got to get on and walk around. Nothing exciting -- never even left the walk. But I did, technically, ride my pony outside :) Yeah! Then cooling out we went for a (in-hand) walk around the pond. hahaha which resulted in a super-tall pony again *sigh* Ah well.
And she's getting *much* better about her feet and standing in x-ties. Woohoo! And after Athena, I *love* that I can bring her in by herself and there's no melt-down. hahaha the little things in life :)
Anyways - it was a stunning afternoon: 12 deg, sunny and no wind. *Perfect* hacking weather. Did I mention pony's not really broke? hahaha
Ok so I wasn't *quite* that unrealistic, although I definitely considered it for several moments. But I tried her outside so I know she's *been* outside before :) And she's been super-quiet since she's been here, so why not ride outside today?
Unbroke, 4yo mare. Yes I tried her outside -- in a ring she was comfortable in with a buddy. Sure there'll be no difference at all between that and a new ring she's never seen, alone.
Right.
You're not new here.
hahaha so I bring her outside and she grows as we step out the door. Hmmmm. She's tall and looking at things, but not really being spooky. I've never worked with a quiet greenbean before, so I'm finding it hard to judge what exactly to expect from her. For instance - she wasn't spooking at things, but she was so high she was vibrating and halting was *not* going to be an option. hahaha and since you're always either training or untraining, getting on when she's not going to be able to stand still, is not a fair option for teaching her we always stand at the box.
So I voted for the lunge line. Now keep in mind - last Sunday what we did only represented a circle in the most vaguest of ways. But we've been working on it every day and she gets the circle idea now so ok. Or so I hoped anyways since our dressage ring is not fenced. hahaha
But it went really well. Her trot was lovely to watch. Super animated. And a good sign for what's to come. And on the ummmm exciting side of what's to come -- she decided she wanted to canter. No problem. Except the transition.... Oh dear. Massive buck with a twist! First time she tries that with me on her, I suspect I might get some serious air time *sigh* Hind legs well up over her head -- basically standing vertical on her front legs. And then calmly canters away. O.M.G. hahaha Transitions after all ok. But when we changed direction that first canter that direction had the same dramatic approach. Yikes!
Fortunately all that excitement tired her out and she was able to stand :) Took us a few more tries than normal to stand still at the box, but eventually I got to get on and walk around. Nothing exciting -- never even left the walk. But I did, technically, ride my pony outside :) Yeah! Then cooling out we went for a (in-hand) walk around the pond. hahaha which resulted in a super-tall pony again *sigh* Ah well.
And she's getting *much* better about her feet and standing in x-ties. Woohoo! And after Athena, I *love* that I can bring her in by herself and there's no melt-down. hahaha the little things in life :)
It's the little things...
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So Rowan was telling me about a conversation she had that totally made my day :) I guess she was in the store dressed in riding gear and somebody asked her about where she rode. When she told her, the response was "oh you mean the eventing barn." Woohoo! Somebody's heard of us :) hahaha it's a start.
Baby pony stories
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So it turns out my new pony can jump. Really jump. And she chose to display this talent by jumping out of her paddock and into another. OMG. hahaha if it weren't for the minor heart attack she caused, I'd be thrilled.
Pony still needs a name. hahaha she was Rumour first, then Aurora, then Milana -- which is the only one of the group that had a hope of sticking. Now, for the moment, she's Serena. But I'm not sure how long that'll last... We shall see. I've had tons of good suggestions, but none seem *quite* right. Or they're perfect but I already know somebody (or another horse) with the same name and can't reuse it! hahaha it's amazing how many get discarded that way. Or it's just too common. This is not a common mare, she can't have a common name *g*
As for under saddle -- we're doing real basics. She doesn't cross-tie, or stand, or particularly want her bridle put on. She also gets very concerned when you lead her from the right. So there's a whole lot of ground work. Walk/stop, walk/stop. Stand in cross ties quietly. Pick up feet (that's a bit of an adventure). Start the basic concept of lunging. A couple of the girls stopped in to watch the first day -- while I love how interested they are, I had to warn them that if things went as planned it'd be exceptionally boring *g*. And thankfully, things went as planned. hahaha Our lunging circle certainly didn't resemble a circle in the traditional sense and our halts were a long way from straight. But both got better as we went. Also did a fair bit of stop next to mounting block, stand on block and flap around the pony. Fun fun fun. She was pretty kewl about the whole thing.
So that's day one. Nothing brilliant but nothing horrid. Day two -- I now have access to three out of four feet. Woohoo. She bridled herself. That was pretty sweet - took two tries and on the third she did it all on her own. Lunging still wasn't perfect, but we had two gaits and transitions between them and our circle was a lot less interpretive :) Leading from the right is going to take a bit -- she's pretty anxious about that one. Ditto for standing quietly in cross-ties. But - best part, she stood really well next to the box and let me mount. The old-school, traditional, climb-on-box-insert-foot-in-stirrup method. Sweet. Wandered off a bit as I got on, but we'll fix that :) Way better than the moving leap from trial day :) .
So despite the fact that we're doing the slowest and most boring of stuff, I'm still thrilled and I grin every time I see her. Helps that she's the first calm baby I've ever worked with (and yes, I realize that'll go away as soon as she discovers she's a teenager, but still!). AND she *likes* people. hahaha what a concept.
Now, all I need is for her to decide to stay *in* her paddock, and we'll be set!
Pony still needs a name. hahaha she was Rumour first, then Aurora, then Milana -- which is the only one of the group that had a hope of sticking. Now, for the moment, she's Serena. But I'm not sure how long that'll last... We shall see. I've had tons of good suggestions, but none seem *quite* right. Or they're perfect but I already know somebody (or another horse) with the same name and can't reuse it! hahaha it's amazing how many get discarded that way. Or it's just too common. This is not a common mare, she can't have a common name *g*
As for under saddle -- we're doing real basics. She doesn't cross-tie, or stand, or particularly want her bridle put on. She also gets very concerned when you lead her from the right. So there's a whole lot of ground work. Walk/stop, walk/stop. Stand in cross ties quietly. Pick up feet (that's a bit of an adventure). Start the basic concept of lunging. A couple of the girls stopped in to watch the first day -- while I love how interested they are, I had to warn them that if things went as planned it'd be exceptionally boring *g*. And thankfully, things went as planned. hahaha Our lunging circle certainly didn't resemble a circle in the traditional sense and our halts were a long way from straight. But both got better as we went. Also did a fair bit of stop next to mounting block, stand on block and flap around the pony. Fun fun fun. She was pretty kewl about the whole thing.
So that's day one. Nothing brilliant but nothing horrid. Day two -- I now have access to three out of four feet. Woohoo. She bridled herself. That was pretty sweet - took two tries and on the third she did it all on her own. Lunging still wasn't perfect, but we had two gaits and transitions between them and our circle was a lot less interpretive :) Leading from the right is going to take a bit -- she's pretty anxious about that one. Ditto for standing quietly in cross-ties. But - best part, she stood really well next to the box and let me mount. The old-school, traditional, climb-on-box-insert-foot-in-stirrup method. Sweet. Wandered off a bit as I got on, but we'll fix that :) Way better than the moving leap from trial day :) .
So despite the fact that we're doing the slowest and most boring of stuff, I'm still thrilled and I grin every time I see her. Helps that she's the first calm baby I've ever worked with (and yes, I realize that'll go away as soon as she discovers she's a teenager, but still!). AND she *likes* people. hahaha what a concept.
Now, all I need is for her to decide to stay *in* her paddock, and we'll be set!
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