Cajun must have read my blog because he was a little angel when I picked his feet. He is usually a real pain in the neck to pick. Instead of adjusting his weight and lifting his foot for you, he leans on the leg and pushes against you. Finally if you get the foot off the ground, he lets his leg hang in your arms and you carry the weight while you try to clean his feet. I am usually sweating by the time I am done. However, this time he picked up each foot real nice and easy and I was done in less than 2 minutes. The farrier came out this week and trimmed them, so maybe he had a refresher on proper horse foot cleaning etiquette.
We had the 3 boys on the arena, getting some exersise. Cody, Shane, and Cajun. Shane is the responsible adult out of the group. He moves with such grace and dignity. He is often appalled by the behavior of the other young boys. Cody inspires Cajun and they find trouble together, trying to catch each other's halters in their teeth, etc. We walked around bareback with only halters. I mean--- I may have ridden bareback-- except the chiropractor told me not to ride for a week and Saturday only would have been 5 days. But if I had ridden-- I only would have walked and paid special attention to my neck position the entire time. The best part was when Marsha asked if I had ever ridden Cajun bareback and when I said no her advice was, "Well I don't think he'll roll with you on him, but you know, it is Cajun." Shane became very jealous of Cody and Cajun and he actually spooked Cajun at one point and he jumped to the left. I was a wee bit proud of myself for predicting the movement and not losing my seat. It's been 13 years since I've ridden bareback.
I also worked with Prinz. We fashioned a saddle on him and made him lunge with the girth tight around his waste and the stir ups flopping by his side. He did just fine.
Sunday, October 3, 2010
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