Things
on the Annie front have been busy – the radio silence is simply because I find
it a bit difficult to write a comprehensive post on our rides when there isn’t
anything particularily interesting to say. We are moving forwards tho
(figuratively and literally speaking), which is just about as much as you can
expect with a greenie.
So let’s
do another weekly recap of what we’ve been up to
Thursday (April 27th)
Note my mounting block.
I popped
out after work and put a little hack ride on her. She has been still avoiding
letting me mount up the first try – mostly she will back up every time I get
the bucket lined up to mount and then I just follow her with the bucket until
she stands. I have attempted previously to get mad at her about it and it doesn’t
seem like it helps or is productive, so instead of getting angry or reacting
negatively, I just tell her to stand and quietly follow her. I do try to step
up onto the bucket, step down, step up, step down, jiggle the stirrup leathers,
etc. I don’t necessarily want it to become a game of, ‘’SHES STANDING QUICK
JUMP ON.’’
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The hack
itself was good – she was very forward tho and felt very anxious beneath me. I
didn’t play into anything and tried my hardest to really melt my body into the
saddle (thank you for the visuals Journey with a Dancing Horse), and incorporated
some long and low, leg yielding, slow walk and fast walk with just my seat and
for the first bit she was very upset I was asking her to do something when HOLY
COW CANT YOU SEE IM STRESSED ABOUT BEING IN THE WORLD. So we kept at it and had
some minor success with what she offered – the leg yielding to the right was a
disaster but we got a few steps which was productive. She certainly offers more
in the arena, but I was OK with what I got. On the way home, we really played
with slow/fast walking off of my seat while she was on a buckle rein and I was
actually really happy with her.
Friday, Saturday (April 28th - 29th)
Adulting things, work and not much else.
Sunday (April 30th)
^From earlier in the week.
I had a full day of running out to the next town to get a new round bale (we
have some stored at a farm 50min away), meeting up with a friend to trial her
tall boots, grabbing the trial saddle, and going to a horse show committee
meeting. I ended up not being able to grab more grain tho, as I got caught up
talking to my friends and the feed store closed by the time I was done gabbing.
Unfortunately,
things didn’t go so well in the evening when I went to drop the bale off at the
barn. The horses (Suzie was the first to be like ‘’Peace out, bitches’’)
trotted by me to get to the bale when I opened the barn doors. When I had went
to catch them, Suzie took off cantering (kind of? It was more like a western
pleasure lope complete with the head bobbing because, yanno, she’s lame) and
Annie followed suit… just not in the same direction. Instead, Annie went onto
the road and tore in the direction of the neighbors yard. Suzie flew after her,
with me not far behind with a halter in my hands.
Long story
short, mostly because the whole story still makes my stomach turn and it makes
me so fucking embarrassed … Both mares ended up wandering into the neighbor’s
yard where they were trying to have a pleasant birthday party for their kid. I
was able to catch Suzie and one of the ladies from the party, who I had
transported a llama for, came over and held her while I tried to grab Annie.
She was trotting around, snorting and heaving. It didn’t help the kids were
running around and dogs were barking and chasing. The kids ended up going onto
the deck with the adults, thank god, and
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I wasn't bad... I promise. |
Annie actually ended up wandering into
an adjoining yard that had a horse in it. I think she saw him from the one
little path and was intruiged, so she wandered that way. Two little strands of
hot wire were up, but I couldn’t even see them from where I was standing and
Annie literally just walked through them – I later was told the little electric
fencing insulator things were actually hammered into a rotten tree, so they
literally just popped out when she pushed against it. The horse inside of the
fence, who has been with a bunch of other horses before (but isn’t now), spooked
hard and started to gallop away before attempting to climbed over the one fence
on the far side of the little paddock. The fence, which was chainlink, was
pretty haggered to begin with and thankfully gave way beneath him and he was
contained in a little dog run thing. I was horrified and grabbed Annie as they
sniffed noses over the damaged fence and checked him quickly to make sure he
was OK before yelling for the owner. When no one responded, I decided the best
thing to do was to leave the horse in the dog pen because I didn’t want to go
any closer and have him react like that again and I wasn’t sure HOW to get him
out of the dog run. So, I turned on my heel and left to take my two girls home
and go back to the neighbors to let them know what happened.
>The
owner came out of the house and followed me back to the barn – I didn’t even
hear her yelling for me I was so shaken and embarrassed. All the horses are
fine – the scared horse escaped with one little scratch and I went over the
next morning to help fix the fencing. Nothing but the small piece of chainlink
was damaged (which I have paid for). It was such a weird,
freak incident – the owner even stated it was such a weird reaction from the
horse to scale the fence, especially since Annie wasn’t even running at him,
she was merely walking.
And
where was Spud in all this you ask? Funny enough, Spud stayed at the barn even
though I left the doors wide open when I took off after the girls.
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Best pony strikes again. |
I did go
to the neighbors house and apologize to everyone at the party, but none of them
were concerned or even upset about it. They were glad I was able to contain
both horses and no one was hurt, which is the best outcome anyone can hope for.
I have
also learned my lesson about unloading bales – the horses will be moved into
the other paddock until after the bale is unloaded and in the feed box.
Monday (May 01st)
We did some lunging work and concentrated on rythmn as well as her sticky right lead. I was still feeling crummy about
the events that transpired the day before and my stomach was still doing knots
and flips (anxiety is a wonderful thing) so I opted not to ride.
With the
lunging, she still had some issues getting her right lead, which has solidified
my decision for the chiro (who comes out this Sunday). I noted on the lunge
line she will counter-bend herself to get the right lead and if I keep tension
on the line to have her bent to the inside, she actually will stop, so that was
an interesting tidbit and actually transferred into my ride the next day.
Tuesday (May 02nd)
I tested
out the trial saddle! It actually fits me really well and it fits Annie quite
well too. We wandered over to the ring and I brought Spud with us, which seemed
to be a good gameplan at first. Annie was pretty amped when I brought her out –
not wanting to stand tied, spooking at the saddle pad, just acting really
spooky in general. I got on and she refused to budge, and when I gave her a
squeeze she tossed her head down on me but another squeeze and she went
forwards. I have a few theories about why she acted this way, but I’m not 100%
on either. The first is that she was still amped about the whole Prison Break
that happened Sunday evening, or the horses are just feeling Spring-time Fresh.
Does anyone else have horses that go through this? As the weather gets warmer
they are more spooky/fresh?
The first
¼ of the ride was her usual fast walk, attempting to hop into trot once or
twice, but nothing too malicious. I attempted to halt her so we could wait for
Ty to catch up, and she protested the idea but didn’t really make a huge
display about it. Mostly just tossing her head in the air and trying to walk
off. Hashtag suchdrama. We walked to the fairgrounds without incident, save for
a spook at one of the rocks she had seen 100 times now.
The ride
in the arena was probably one of the best we’ve had to date, which makes me
happy! We were able to get her sticky lead and she actually got a few steps of
stretchy trot, which was awesome! We worked away at leg yielding, halting,
backing, trotting serpentines and circles, cantering around the entire arena (I
have always been nervous to canter her around the ENTIRE arena because it is so
big).
I also
have a few funny stories for you guys re :this ride – I wore my new
Kerrits tights and they have these little grippies on them (in the shape of
carrots no less). Well, the saddle is buffalo leather which I guess makes these
grippies really happy to do their job. So… my upper thigh got stuck to the
saddle during the posting trot, so I kind of went to lean forward to wiggle my
leg free and Annie stopped dead like, ‘’What are you monkeying around up there
for?’’ Oops. Good to know she has auto-brakes for an unstable rider.
And
there was also our Pilot Error 3.0 : I tried to ride her like a broke
horse and figured, ‘’We are legit ABOUT to turn, I’ll ask her to turn now’’ vs ‘’Hmm
the turn is coming in the next 15 strides, I should probably start to tell her
to turn because yanno, we don’t steer very good’’. And boy did I pay for my
mistake. She ended up turning like I told her, but we ended up pretty close to
the fence and I actually ended up wretching my outside leg on one of the posts
which was convieniently located right after the turn. The ankle is fine tho, and
I learned my lesson about over-preparing Annie about turns cause… fitness and
greeness and all that.
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The judgemental peanut gallery. |
The rest
of the ride went well, I was pretty pleased with her – she is quite solid in
the arena in terms of listening goes.
When I
was finished, I had to dismount to open the gate, and then I played How Many
Times Is Cathryn Going to Dismount and Remount.
I
stepped up onto the bleachers outside of the ring to mount up, and Annie was
hesitant about letting me. A few tries and she let me up, and we started to
walk off. Except fucking Spud was busy eating grass and instead of following
like a good pony, he planted his feet. I didn’t have enough time to pull Annie
up and the leadrope fell out of my hands. So I dismounted. Grabbed Spud, and
remounted.
Except
then he pulled on my arm and the hoodie I had draped over my thighs fell to the
ground. So I dismounted, grabbed the hoodie, and remounted.
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Just before I dropped the hoodie. Again. |
And then
we were off! We made it just down the trail and I went to fiddle with my phone
and the hoodie fell… Again. So I dismounted, and then remounted again.
We started
off again… and I don’t even remember what happened. I think Spud’s lead dropped
again because I just could not human. So I dismounted again. Walked back to the
rock she spooked at earlier, tied the stupid hoodie around my waist and
remounted.
If you
are counting, that’s FIVE fucking times I had to get on and off of my horse in
the span of seven minutes.
I did
have to laugh tho, because clearly the Horse Gods were testing Annie’s ability
to stand quietly – and stand she did.
Wednesday (03rd)
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EVERYTHING IS SCARY |
Due to Annie’s
nappiness (balking?), I wanted to get on her again to reaffirm that the little
attitude that popped up the day before wasn’t going to rear it’s head again.
She was naughty about waiting for me to mount, so I just waited her out until
she stood quiet.
The hack
around the neighborhood was good, but she spooked quite a bit – at a wet spot
on the pavement, a kid yelling, a basketball hoop… all things she has seen
before. I am starting to think maybe because the wildlife (bears, coyotes) and
such are starting to come out of the woodworks and the days are getting warmer,
it is having an affect on her? I have had a few people tell me it is just ‘’Spring
Fever’’ especially since she is spooking at shit she’s seen before. She doesn’t
seem like she is spooking to be a cow or pretending to be afraid – she spooked
at Roxy the other day while I was riding when Roxy sat down to scratch her
neck. Thankfully, they are quite mild spooks and most are nothing more than a
flinch and sometimes a full blown halt. Still, it makes me curious why she is
more reactive now than she was before.
Anyone
else deal with this? I’m not upset or annoyed by it, but moreso just curious.
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After the failed loading session, we both needed a mental break. |
We also did some trailering stuff - sadly she seemed to forget about all of our progress the week before and reverted back to two legs in the trailer and two on the ramp. It was disheartening, and to say that I was disappointed would be pretty spot on in terms of accuracy. There is a show this weekend and all sorts of fun events happening this month that I will probably be missing out on. And it really, really sucks. I am trying so hard to be patient with her, but every so often I get a little jab of ''you aren't good enough'' or ''you aren't the right person for her'' and it really does hurt.
I felt pretty sorry for myself that night, alternating between feeling like I could face this head on to I don't know what to do. It sounds ridiculously stupid, but my mind plays over and over again about situations where I try to load her and she just won't, or her freaking out in the trailer again and hurting herself bad. I know she isn't a bad horse, and I know her reaction was simply a result of feeling trapped. She doesn't understand trailers. Hell, she had only been hauled maybe twice before I shipped her up here.