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Jan. 13th, 2012 09:54 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dancing_crowI hate three things about dealing with horses in winter. I hate and dread and despise the snow sliding off the roof of the indoor, and the panic it induces and the excuses for shying and spooking. I hate frozen waterbuckets. And I dread the kind of weather we are about to have, when it snows and then rains and then freezes, and horses and humans alike tiptoe around outside and no-one can move with freedom or comfort.
KAboose today was ... spicy? deranged? spooky? deeply annoying? all of the above. One day off work, and she gets all hot and wild eyed, and then the snow started sliding and it was all over. I lunged her first. She has a pattern of being fine, fine, fine BOOM - so even if she looks like she's settled on the lunge I am pretty sure she hasn't really until there is some snorting and bucking and farting. Even after lungeing she was on high alert over shoveling, buckets banging, plastic being moved. It was exhausting. There was another horse in the ring having similar issues. She was on the lunge once we were done, and she was having bucking fits, which didn't help much either. She was under control geographically, but not mentally.
I did manage to sit on Kaboose and do a lot of walking and trotting, and halting. 400 transitions, give or take a few. I stayed on through some large sideways leaps when the snow slid, and I got off with dignity of my own volition between snow quakes.
Have a circle. I don't know why I thought of clocks for thirteen instead of twelve, but I rather like the star in the center.
KAboose today was ... spicy? deranged? spooky? deeply annoying? all of the above. One day off work, and she gets all hot and wild eyed, and then the snow started sliding and it was all over. I lunged her first. She has a pattern of being fine, fine, fine BOOM - so even if she looks like she's settled on the lunge I am pretty sure she hasn't really until there is some snorting and bucking and farting. Even after lungeing she was on high alert over shoveling, buckets banging, plastic being moved. It was exhausting. There was another horse in the ring having similar issues. She was on the lunge once we were done, and she was having bucking fits, which didn't help much either. She was under control geographically, but not mentally.
I did manage to sit on Kaboose and do a lot of walking and trotting, and halting. 400 transitions, give or take a few. I stayed on through some large sideways leaps when the snow slid, and I got off with dignity of my own volition between snow quakes.
Have a circle. I don't know why I thought of clocks for thirteen instead of twelve, but I rather like the star in the center.