April 29, 2017
April 27, 2017
April 26, 2017
April 22, 2017
My instructor was out of town but she encouraged me to go say hello to Hot Shot this morning. I groomed him and took him for a walk in the arena. He was awfully squirrelly today, maybe because of the cool, breezy weather. He's gaining more weight and muscle. I suspect we're going to have to start all our lessons with some lunging and some work on downward transitions - he really likes to move.
April 20, 2017
April 15, 2017
My instructor was ill but I got to do some ground work with Hot Shot today. We started in the round pen and then went to the arena and walked through some serpentines and circles, then trotted together twice around the perimeter, all with the reins over his neck and out of my hands. This guy is amazing.
April 14, 2017
April 13, 2017
"Speaking about animals going to heaven, I dare say some of them would object to going, on account of the company that they would meet there. Think of the dog kicked to death by his master, the horse driven into his grave, the thousands of cattle starved to death on the plains - will they want to meet their owners in heaven?"
"According to my reckoning, their owners won't be there," said Mr. Harry.
- Beautiful Joe, Marshall Saunders, 1893
April 12, 2017
April 11, 2017
April 8, 2017
Hot Shot and Champ.
I got to ride Hot Shot on the lunge line for a few minutes this morning. Unbelievable. I have to take it easy because I'm not super stable, but, wow, I could feel him feeling me, you know, immediately responding to the touch of a leg or an opening of my seat. He seems to appreciate a soft touch - he took good care of me. A memory-book morning.