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Today was day 10 of the 100 day challenge (just a way of motivating me to get off my butt and ride! 😃
I haven't ridden Rosalee for a while, so I saddled her up and longed her for a bit before stepping aboard. She was a bit fresh but not too bad. I headed down to the dyke, through the trees and past the pond. Once again she was reluctant to go forward. This time, I spun her around and asked her to back up- fast- and then turn and face the direction of travel according to my wishes.
It went like this:
Rosalee:
Whaaaat's that! Scary!
Me:
It's just an old tarp, buried in a gravel pile. It won't eat you.
Rosalee:
Might! I don't trust it!
Me:
Well then, I'll just turn you around to face away from it and back you past it.
That worked. I asked her to walk up to it and check it out.
Rosalee:
Ok, you might be right, not a horse eating tarp.
She walked forward a couple of steps and stopped abruptly.
Rosalee:
Whassat! Scary stuff!
Me:
Rosalee, it is just some metal stuff. If it was in your pasture you wouldn't even give it a second glance.
Rosalee:
Whass in behind it? Can't tell! Scary!
Me:
It's just a reflection on the pond. You can walk past it. Trust me.
Once again I resorted to turning her away and backing her up so that she was right beside it when she turned around.
Rosalee:
Ok what else is there out there in these scary woods?
Rosalee:
Scary!
Me:
Oh for heaven's sake, I'll lead you past all the water. But you'd better get over this by the next time we head out!
So I walked her past the pond until we got to the dyke. She did better up there, more open and not so closed in for this prairie horse. However, she still wasn't moving freely forward, so instead of heading in the direction that allowed her to see and hear her pasture mates, I headed the other direction. In the interest of preserving my old bones, I did get off and walk her one more time, as she clearly wasn't connected to going down the trail with me. She got pushy with her head, so I bopped her on the nose when she bopped me with
her nose, and then I asked for some pretty intense work on the ground, moving her feet and giving her head laterally. Got back on again, and it was all good. Mostly.
When something troubles her, she stops abruptly. Like she did at the end of the video.
When we crossed the log, she stopped again. Sigh. I really need to build her confidence in me.
I got her as far as our turnaround point- and when I headed her back, I wanted to stop for another photo and she wasn't inclined to just stand still for me- spinning and wiggling around. Sheesh! First she didn't want to go forward, then she didn't want to stand still. With patience and perseverance, eventually she lined out quietly on the way back. And apparently things that are scary on the way out are old hat on the way back.
I think if I had a riding buddy things would be easier- but then I wouldn't get to work through her issues and make her a better partner to me. So we'll continue to muddle our way through this. It's just about time to haul to the local outdoor arena for some schooling and get her legged up- I'd really like to start patterning her on barrels. I still want to do Cowboy Dressage with her, but not much opportunity for that here unless I want to travel to Alberta or the US. And since she does have speed, barrels is something I can do locally and have a lot of fun with.