Yesterday I rode Tari in the ring. I have been trying to use very little of my hands with her, but she has started this pulling thing. I won't even put any pressure on the reins at all and she will just stick her nose out and start playing with the bit, the reins, everything. Its slightly aggravating. So, when she does that, I'll get the reins out of her mouth, wiggle her around until she isn't pulling on me, and then let her be again. She lasts all of about 2 minutes before she's back to doing the same thing.
I think she is the type of horse that constantly needs to be busy. She wants to do something all the time.
Also, we do lots of walking zigzags all over the ring. I really like a horse that moves very well off of your leg, and I think its a great thing to teach at such a young age. So, when I'm warming her up and cooling her down, we will walk all over the ring turning in circles, moving off the rail, on the rail, away from objects, up to objects, stopping, backing up, turning 1/4 turn and walking off. She is getting very good at it, but once she gets bored of it, she decides that my legs no longer mean turn, they mean go faster. What a toddler!
After I got off of her I unsaddled her and went to put her back in the pasture. She just moved into a new pasture that was just fenced - and hasn't ever had horses on it. Well, I think the BO underestimated the muddiness of snow and rain, because right in front of the gate to the pasture is about a 20x20 plot of mud that this princess didn't think she had to go through. She didn't want to go back in the pasture because she would have to step in the mud! What a Diva. So, we went round and round and I finally got her back in the pasture after several attempts on her part to swing her butt into me and the gate.
Today was such a beautiful day I couldn't let it go to waste. It is only February after all and who knows how long this wonderful weather is going to stick around. So, I went out to the barn, rode my gelding English, gave him a bath and then my friend Sandy came out and we went on a trail ride. Tari is such a good girl on the trail. She isn't afraid of much of anything. We walked through a big open field and we had to have constant discussions about no you can't eat, and just because you can't eat doesn't mean you can trot all the way across the field. So, as we were walking through the field the first time, she is trying to eat and trot. Then, we get to the end where we turn around, but there is this plastic bag, that Sandy's horse Bettis isn't too keen on. Tari doesn't even notice it, but she does, she realizes she wants to know whats in it. She never once hesitated to go up to it, and once she got to it, she stuck her face right in it! Mind you, this horse hasn't ever seen a plastic bag just a blowin in the wind.
So after she investigated the bag and told Big Bad Bettis that it wasn't as scary as he thought, we turn around to head back across the pasture and back to the barn. So, this time through the pasture we do trot across it. And Tari is just happy as a pig in mud to get to trot through the pasture. Shes got such a smooth trot.
We get back to the barn, untack, and get back in our pasture (this time, no issue with the mud - silly little princess) safe and sound. Hopefully I'll get to go on another trail ride this coming week with her.
I love my pony!
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