At the beginning of owning Suzie, I always felt like I had to tip-toe around her, like she was this breakable and possibly crippled being.
In hindsight, what I had done was created a mare with her own ideals and behavioral arguments at my every request. No, she wasn't a monster, she was just merely taking advantage of every and all "escape" I gave her. Admittedly, I had babied her and turned her into a spoiled red mare.
|And really, though, who could say no to that face?|
With Suzie being a twenty year old, I often struggled with schooling her adequately or even making her really WORK for me. But when she started flipping me the bird, I found myself getting a bit more up in her face, demanding a bit more of her instead of letting HER call the shots. We found a happy medium, and she is now not only a resilient little girl, but a happy worker.
|She is my heart, soul and my captivation.|
It's funny how horses teach us so many things, and reminding us that we don't have it altogether and that sometimes we mess up. I am both happy and thankful for my little opinionated mare in bringing me "back to Earth" and keeping up my horsemanship. I have always been a softie for animals, but there is a great divide between being kind to your hard-working horse and spoiling a naughty horse. I have learned the difference with great success.