Up at 4:30am, to the barn and then to an early work meeting... ...makes for a dull PonyUp girl.
Then back to the farm at 3pm for some horse dental work. Ollie, my own horse got his teeth floated today. He is getting older and unfortunately, so are his teeth. Anyway, the Dr. got them in sort of good shape and then I had to wait for the tranquilizer to wear off. So I had some time on my hands... ...hmmm... ...what to do? Got my new "used" saddle out and tried it on all of them, except of course Hammy...he is way too thin to think of putting a saddle on. So I put it on Rio and it is a good fit, put it on Yukon and he is too fat for it...yes, he really needs a diet...put it on Ollie...a little too tight in the shoulders and far too much tranquilizer to hold his neck upright. LOL oh and I forgot to try it on Winston, so I march up to his paddock and as I am marching, I say...oh, well, I should just lunge him...back to the barn, I get his bridle, the lunge line and oh, I better have a saddle pad and a saddle.
Winston is eager to be bridled...happy in fact. He puts his head down and takes the bit, I tie the reins up into the throat latch and attach the lunge line. He happily walks along beside me to the arena.
Did I mention that I didn't bring my helmet?
Did I mention that Winston is very happy that I bridled him?
Okay, we are in the arena, I take the lunge line in hand and ask him to walk out.
Why didn't I do this earlier?
Have I even mentioned that Winston is a lot like a hyperactive kid when he is first worked?
I ask for "trrrrroottttt"...
I get a mach 1 canter.
Why didn't I bring my helmet?
I say..."t...rottt"..."easy now"...he is moving like greased lightning and is now in a state of euphoria and adds several bucks and kick outs to his mach 1 canter. His nostrils are flared, you can hear him breathing...gosh, he is really fast...
I think to myself for a moment that he looks like a racehorse gone bad.
He can no longer hear me and the cloud of dust between us obstructs my view.
I should have given this more thought.
I should have a bigger arena for such a fast moving BIG horse.
I probably was too tired to do this
I should have taken him to the trainer for a while.
did I mention he is 17hands and big as a full grown moose? Is my helmet anywhere close?
I give him a yank and tell him to quit being a jackass. He slows slightly...looks at me, rears, comes down, bucks hard and proceeds at mach 2 canter...he is squealing now...every time he bucks, he squeals and then kicks out.
I tell myself that I am cutting his grain down...tonight. ...maybe I am not going to give him any more grain at all...ever. NEVER.
Did I tell you that Winston is a Hanoverian?
Okay...enough, already. I get him down to a walk. He is dripping in sweat along with me...I tell him it is his own fault. I make him switch directions. He is tired now. He walks out, I ask him to trot...he trots nicely,...dare I ask for the
C A N T E R?
He canters beautifully, obediently...I ask for trot...he trots...I ask for walk...he walks...finally halt...very obedient.
we are done...
I tell myself that he needs to be lunged every day for the rest of his life if I am going to ride him again. I know that after three days of work, he is a solid citizen,but he needs regular work or you get this hyperactive thing...
Okay, to be fair, he is half TB...the half that encompasses his brain and speed controls.
I walk him back to his paddock, he is still really happy and he gets a bath...which feels good on this hot day. I give him fresh cold water in his tub and then turn him loose...he immediately goes and rolls in the dirt...then comes back for some loves...he is a very personable horse, loves grooming...gotta love him.
Update on the un-stallion. We had the vet out to see him today as he was depressed and not eating well. The vet cleaned his surgery site, gave him some antibiotics and then we put him out on some pasture with some other horses on his near fence line.
Hopefully this will make him feel better. The vet says it is not unusual to have older stallions have this....loss of hormones, change of scenery......he has been through a lot. Keep your fingers crossed and jingle for the boy.
have a good evening!