Shhh, be very, very quiet. Mom doesn’t know that I’ve got her laptop or maybe she does know, and I’m going to be in big trouble tomorrow for dribbling water and grain all over the keyboard while I type. She is a little OCD about those kind of things. I like having a snack while I share my thoughts on the latest goings on around the barn. Snacks help get the creative juices flowing.
The “trailer riding” season is supposedly over for the year. I’m told that when the weather turns cold that Mom and the other people who go to horse shows hibernate for the winter or they go to Florida to prance in the show rings down there. Pretty sure that we aren’t headed south for the winter, but right now, there really isn’t any reason to leave Virginia. It has been in the 60s the past few days and today it made it to 70 degrees. It was really warm with my fuzzy winter coat. Mom gave me the day off today since I’ve been busy the past 5 days. I like days like these. She still comes to the barn to see me and my dirty brother. She is a walking treat dispenser on non-riding days. You get snacks for just giving her a little bit of attention. Cigar and I have her so well trained. Good Mom.
Everyone tells me that I’m starting to fill out and develop a topline. Not sure what that means or where it is. It appears to mean that Mom has permission to bounce on my back while I trot rather than doing that up-and-down thing. She is doing a better job at bouncing, but still needs to relax her hips a bit more and get a little deeper in the saddle. I make sure to let her know when she needs to stop bouncing.
Mom and Ms. C have still been fussing at me when I yank on the reins. Such meanies for not letting me have any fun at all. I do know that if I am quick enough with my head toss, I can pull Mom off-balance or even pull the reins out of her hands. She is not amused by these antics. She continues to also frown on my “extended canters” while we are working. A boy just needs to blow off steam now and again. Not sure why I can’t do it with Mom on board.
I guess I’d better try to behave since I don’t want to be on the naughty list with Cigar. I have to say though, for a horse that always seems to be on the naughty list, he does seem to have the life of Riley…he still gets fed really well, he doesn’t have to do any work and spends his days amusing himself in his paddock, and even after he tries to bite Mom while she grooms him, she still gives him a hug and a treat. Ha, ha, what he doesn’t know is that I get three treats when I do a good job. Going to try to do a really good job tomorrow at my lesson and go for the whole pocketful. 🙂