In which we are all alive
My schedule has continued to be erratic, because some health issues make it difficult to get out to the barn on a consistent basis. Fortunately, I have surgery scheduled in November and that should clear things up so I can put all this behind me.
In the meantime, Ro is taking full advantage of the on/off riding schedule and spending most of her time acting like she has never been asked to ride on contact in a steady rhythm before. Fun times.
Since she’s lost so much muscle being (mostly) out of work, I tried to pick up a fleece half pad to help out saddle fit for a while. The problem is that so far, every pad I’ve tried that is short enough for her back is too narrow for the back half of the saddle. I’m using one that sort of works, have rejected two others, and am trying a third tomorrow. If this doesn’t work, I don’t know what to do. Buy a larger-sized Thinline and cut it to fit the saddle?
But still—we had moments in the lesson today that were good. And then an acorn would drop in my truck bed and Ro took that as a canter cue. Uh… no.
Mental note: park the truck on the street next time if I have to. Anywhere but under that tree.
Really, our only problem is consistency. Or the lack of consistency. Once we can get back into a regular program, all this will go away. And that’s all on me, not her.
Meanwhile, everyone loves Dexter.
Which is a good thing, because he needs all the brownie points he can get with the barn owner—since he apparently has no fear of the tractor. And by no fear, I mean stands there watching it coming and doesn’t move until she stops the tractor and chases him off. It makes mowing difficult.
I’m not sure whether to be happy he’s unflappable or worry about his apparent total lack of self-preservation.
His winter coat is also starting to come in (so is Ro’s, but she doesn’t get much of a coat—she just goes back to a really pretty chestnut instead of bleached out summer blah). Based on how his coat looked when I got him, I expect this means that instead of alternating between looking like a goat and a horse, he’ll start alternating between looking like a yak and a horse.
Fugly stages are good, though—they mean he’s growing. He’s about 14hh now. It’ll be interesting to see where he ends up—everyone who said “tall” is saying “short” now, and vice versa. I’m still hoping for somewhere in the 14.2-15hh range, which is about where he string tests.
At any rate, it looks like it will be a quiet winter here. Things will pick up in the beginning of the year, when Ro and I start letting up in earnest, and next summer Dexter will start ground work. I figure if I back him in early fall, put a month or two on him, and turn him out for the winter, he should be good to go the following spring.
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