
We had a beautiful warm day today, just right for working Chickory again. We reviewed all the things from our last lesson, and added the saddle. I worked her first, unsaddled, with the rope around her rump- she was ok on the left but really worried on the right. I had my trusty bosal on her again, and I got her to stand still while I rubbed the rope around her hocks, then actually led her with the rope while it was there. It took a while but she settled down once she realized it wasn't a horse-eatin' rope. With the saddle, was worried about the cinches dangling on the right side, didn't want me there to let them down so I could do them up, so I let the saddle fall off on her right- she didn't mind that at all, go figure. She longed well, and we finished off with more rope work on the rump. Then I had Ted hold her while I jumped up and down and put weight on the saddlehorn and stirrup, on each side. She didn't mind that much either. A couple more sessions like this, then I will try ground driving. She is a strange one; sometimes I think that I'm not getting anywhere with her because she has become hard to catch- almost like she thinks if I put a hand on her I'm going to bite her like Belle does. So I have to resort to the grain bucket, which I hate doing, but it's better than chasing her, and it gives her a reason to trust me; catching equals reward. I swear this horse can read my mind, because she only gives me her trust when I realize just how much she has to teach me. It's an interesting journey.
Meanwhile, there's not much change in Coyote Belle, she is 11 months and 6 days from the first day she was bred, and her udder still isn't full to bursting, so there is still plenty of time to get in on the foaling contest. Click on the link on my sidebar to enter!