I have to keep reminding myself that I am riding a baby. Sometimes it is so hard. For example, Gus does not bend. He cannot bend without turning. He does not understand that my leg might mean move over and not go forward.
This weekend, I kind of forgot that and we got into a fight about bending and moving over. I am not proud of myself. Once I realized what was going on, I was able to take a step back and end on a good note (with Gus just moving off my leg) but I wish it hadn’t happened. I know so much more then I did when I had Dandy at this stage and it’s both good and bad. On one hand, I actually know what to ask but on the other, I feel like Gus should be able to do this stuff that I’m asking. It’s rough.
So when I realized what was going on, I stopped. I have to be more aware of what is going on. Thankfully, Gus is such a good guy that he completely relaxed as soon as I did and we ended up having a wonderful little trail.
To follow up on the shoe issue: the farrier was able to come out only a few hours later and put it back on for me. Gus now gets to be the dork who wears bell boots on his hinds too.
Of course, he lost both of them doing his horsey yoga and I have not replaced them yet… Gus, please just keep your shoes in place until the tent sale at Dover this weekend. I promise I will pick you up another set then!
We’ve started introducing the dogs into the equation and it is going well. I have been very lucky that I’ve been at barns that allow well behaved dogs (of which I have two). Gus has also been very accepting of them. I started out with just taking Guinness out on the trail with us because he’s the best behaved. Gus was a little nervous when Guinness was off in the bushes or running up past him on a tight spot but otherwise his steady eddy self. And yesterday when Eric took Gus for a cool down hack he took both dogs with and Gus wasn’t bothered by either of them.