| Those days it just *clicks* Today was one of those days overall. There's always those rough patches, where you kind of mutter under your breath and say "Why couldn't I get into underwater basket weaving? Or breeding starfish?!"
And then your horse (or horses) does something that makes it ALL worthwhile.
Right now I have two; a Paso Fino and an Arabian. The Paso's dealing with an abcess and the Arab is, dealing with 'water' issues as well as a few other things that a trail mount shouldn't have. We're working on it.
Today I let the Paso play before removing his hoof wrappings, which GREATLY improved their removal over yesterday.
I then turned him out, barefooted, to let his hoof dry.
Then took my Arab (Socks, btw) into the arena where we have massive standing lakes. Having worked with him harder 2 weeks ago about going into water, this time it was a simple "blow-snort" before he popped right in.
Decided I'd tack up and ride since it's been a month or two, and the sillies should have been lunged from his feet.
Long story short, we just meshed together today. He refused some in a new area of the property, so, we retreated a bit and I made him work for it; collected trot with lots of serpentines and figure 8's. When we got back to the sticky point from before, he just paused, a gently clucked, and forward he chugged.
The other thing he does is a jackhammer trot. I HATE IT!! I know why, but sometimes, he has this collected trot which makes me realize why Arab owners LOVE their Arabs. Today, he found it. And, I felt it. I FELT what was going on. I was driving him forward, and with just the lightest touch on the reins when he started getting strung out, he'd collect back into frame and keep going. Could tell it was hard on him though, as he was puffing after a few minutes, but it was...magic. I was laughing with childish delight.
I did come off, but even that didn't phase me. Kinda my fault. Pushed a little bit to hard, wind blowing, sounds rustling, weird horses charging up at a fence, he slid sideways with an "OMG!" and I..I toppled off. OOPS!
Laughed, patted him, got back on and finished riding back.
Untacked and turned him out again.
Grabbed my Paso to rebandage, and he was a champ again about having his foot done up. However, we just stood there together for a few minutes, his head resting on the hitching post rail, and my head there. He kept looking at me, and I at him. And I realized just how much he trusts me. Unlike my Arab, my little Paso will follow me anywhere I want to go. He might get freaked, but if I'm calm, he'll quickly settle down and just do what I want. He's kind of amazing that way.
What about you? How've things *clicked* with your horse(s) recently? I LOVE hearing stories like these. They renew my desire to keep at it. And days like today make me eager to get back out there and get on it again.
__________________ "Oftentime, the notion of "Following one's heart" is used as an excuse to avoid doing what is best because it's to hard or to complicated." ~David Hopkins |