I don’t like rain.
I try to like it, but I just don’t.
It throws off my riding schedule. It creates ridiculous traffic. Work gets more hectic.
|Giant tractor sealing the ring|
Hemie has been a hot tamale. Inconsistent exercise does not suit him. We squeezed in a ride last week…there were moments of good work interspersed among the mostly-hot-mess.
When Hemie has sat for a few days, he needs 1 or even 2 days of turnout or longing before he can be safely ridden. Add another ride before you can get quality work out of the session. He simply gets too hot and he has a tendency to channel that hotness into up-ness (rearing).
On days the arenas are closed I’ve tried hand-walking him. Other horses plod along around the facility, while Hemie does his best fire-breathing-attack-giraffe impression, leaping like a Lipizzaner. I’ve tried taking photos, but it hasn’t worked out (both hands needed on the lead and all that).
So I’m ready for winter to be over, for the arenas to be open consistently, and for my pony to get his bucks out so we can get back to work!
|Can you see my hands in the dark? Yes ma’am!|