Riding!!!!!

Well I got to see my new saddle today. Mom said it came last night when it was too late to bring it to the barn. It is really pretty. In the second picture you can also see my big fat girth in front of the saddle.

Well I was naughty when Mom was getting me tacked up, so she took me to the lunge ring. Well it was the first warm day in forever and so I had to buck, careen, rear, and swerve toward Mom. Had to. So Mom reminded me that she is boss mare and that I belong below her in the herd. Sorry Mom, I forgot.

When I was done being silly, Mom and Aunt Diane took me to the indoor. Since my saddle was a bit wiggly in the lunge Aunt Diane brought out a special pad that would help it stay on. I was the best boy. I got ALL the "good boy"s. We walked alot and we went sideways. On purpose! I could really feel Mom and she could tell me where to go using just her weight. I felt a pull to the left, so I went left (or right). Then we started trotting. I wasn't too sure that we could trot in this new saddle, but I did it. It was so great not to be pinched by a saddle. I could give to the bit and even stretch down without it hurting. Which got me lots of "good boy"s. I was so good that Mom even rode on a long rein and stretched us and I could feel her melt into my back. It was very good. When Mom got off me she gave me a big scratch and loosened my girth. You horses out there should really train your humans to do this. Its the best reward ever. You can really relax and breathe when your girth is loosened. When we got back, Mom pulled all my tack off, brushed my saddle mark and gave me a big fat carrot. I even let her hug me.

saddle number three

Ok so back in October, Mom finally listened to me and realized my new saddle didn't fit. So this lady came a long long way to fit me with a custom saddle. She even fit Mom! Well it is coming today. Mom hasn't ridden me in five whole months because of a million reasons, and we're very excited. Mom says the fedex is evil and came to her stall just to turn around! Now she's imagining that she hears trucks and knocks at the door while she waits. I'm excited because I miss riding with Mom on me.

To hold us over, here's a picture of our new saddle..



So Mom said to tell you guys that we have two saddles, two girths, and one pair of stirrups to sell. The first one is an 18" wintec 500 (comes with leathers) and the other is a 17.5" long flap Barnsby N-Gage (comes with stirrups, leathers, and a bucking strap.). The girths are a fuzzy 22" and a neoprene 24". If you want one then call the tack shop Horsepower at 678-423-3699

This just in!

I got a Merry Christmas picture from my Mom and little brother Luc in New Hampshire! Glad I'm down here, that looks COLD!

Merry Christmas!

Pictures

Hi! Got any carrots?




Well can I eat the Camera then?





Fine I'll just go eat nasty old grass. Over there.



I love human foals. They have lots of apples. And if you lick them they squeak.

human trust test

So you're not sure that your trust levels are on the up and up with your human. How do you know you can trust your human? Do what I did.

Human Trust Test
have your human come to the barn ridiculously late so that she doesn't have time to groom you properly. (Hellooooo, my mane is all scraggly!!)

Reproach her for not working you in the morning like all the other horse moms.

Take her to the indoor ring before moonrise so that she can't see.

I decided to let her look for holes while I looked for wolves. She told me that I actually see in the dark better than her, so then I had to look for wolves and holes. Humans really are helpless aren't they?

Well She-who-feeds forgot to leave the correct outside light on so it was REALLY dark.

Mom opened the door to the indoor arena (this is one of the reasons we domesticated humans right? They have thumbs.) and we saw the greatest blackness. I tell Mom that we can do it so in we go.

You couldn't see your own hooves it was so dark! Mom couldn't see anything either! So I put my muzzle on her shoulder and she used the w-h-i-p to feel for the light switch.

Lights on! But the indoor is so foggy our trip is useless. Mom said it would make for lovely pictures, but I am wooly like the yak and she does weird things with her hair in winter, so needless to say, we didn't look our best.

I had her make use of those thumbs and turn on the outside light so we wouldn't be blinded by the greatest blackess.

We went back out into the night and made it back to the barn. I, of course, had to look for cougars AND holes. (How do they manage after they leave the barn? I guess their house wolves help them along. Why they keep wolves is beyond me.)

I was so proud of my human. She never spooked or put a foot wrong! I did have to reassure her a bit but she was so good that I let her give me all the carrots!

here's another recognition of my pony greatness that I got from cdncowgirl. when I got it I couldn't figure out how to post it at the time. Thanks!!!