It's been nearly three weeks since I was able to really hack Annie. The most I've done is a few laps around our street or around the neighboring street. The last time she was lunged was even longer - 3 foot crunchy snow drifts do not make safe (or fun) lunging spaces!
|Good Bannie and Spudley.|
No harm, no foul.
We had one of the longest mount-ups in the history of mounting. Mare could not stand still if her life depended on it, and Spud was no help because he was like "Oooh I see grass over there, let's go that way."
|"I'll just casually sneak a bite out of your boot, lol."|
She was raring to go tho, and had I been a bit better prepared, I'm sure I would've been able to get past the little hissy fit. With Annie being too focused on "GOING NOW", I found myself arguing right back that she STAND and stand QUIETLY. This, evidently, was too much for her pea brain to process at the time and she rooted forwards again, yanking hard down on the reins and pulling against my hand. At this point, I had had enough and put my legs on and pulled back - she took protest by rearing several inches in the air.
I recall thinking, "Ok well, this can't get much worse." So I booted her hard, asked her to "fucking stand" and then asked her to walk off properly. As she did, I gave her a pat and told her she was good.
|"If we stops nice, does I get treats too?"|
Yes, yes you do, Spud.
Such fun. Much wow.
The remainder of our ride around the subdivision featured many halt-walk-halts with some prolonged halts thrown in. The first few were pretty awful, but as we neared the mid-point of our ride, she was becoming more respectful and more agreeable to my requests.
It doesn't seem to take her long to get her brain back into her head, which is nice. I was still able to pony Spud and didn't run into any huge problems. We were able to practice a lot of our halts at the end of people's driveways to let cars by, so it was a good "test" in a way.
Because I was ponying, I couldn't really do much, but we did work on some leg yielding and stretching. Her trotting down the one street was pretty terrible, lol. All of her muscles are gone and she felt super weak - we trotted fast, slow, fast, slow... walk break?.. fast. Which is fine, she was trying. It just felt weird trying to fall into a pace with her because it was nonexistent, haha.
|Trying to decide between finishing what's in her mouth or|
begging for more cookies.
Aside from that tho, it's not excusable and not okay, which is why I've already started to play around with ideas for our next ride. I actually started to use a treat during the middle of our ride and it worked out quite well for when she was halted, because she apparently can't walk and eat the treat at the same time. She is quite an eager beaver tho, because a lot of the times she'll try to skip past our street to keep going vs heading home (barn sour she is not!).
|You'd never know just how terrible the beginning|
of our ride was by this lol
We finished off the day with working on her feet again - she attempted to pull her hoof away a few times but after that I was able to fidget around with all of them and stretch them forwards, backwards, etc. All while she was ground-tied, so that's pretty exciting!