A dollface little fucker of a pony. He is adorable and rude. Pretty and mean. Cute but squirrely. But he is FANCY. When he feels like it.
Gotta love ponies ;)
In his defense he's only 3, but he really is a handful. He regularly chomps any human within reach, rears on the ground and in saddle and has a habit for bucking. His owners are exasperated. Since his birth they've worked with him and they don't know where his exceptional pony attitude came from.
Nonetheless, he just needs a firm hand. As soon as you reprimand him and remind the little brat who's boss, he begrudgingly behaves.
|One day he will be a nice show pony|
As soon as I got on he attempted to launch me off. Dead to my leg. Behind the bit. Oh wait here comes a rear. What a little shit. To snap him out of it I halfhalted while giving him a VERY sharp jab with my spurs. The instant he responded and walked forward, praise! If he resisted with a buck or rear I immediately did something. Circle, bring his head up, etc. You CANNOT let them rear or buck. Best way to do this is circle. Can't do much tantruming with your head by your shoulder ;) After 2 times of this little game he figured out, 'man this bitch aint movin'. FINE. I will trot with some resemblance of forward. Some.'
|Dawww, baby pony dressage|
|A mini "pony fit"|
Oh he jumps too...
Gah. I love him. I want him. You will see more of him on this blog. Might be the next Teddy.
I also rode Miss Isis for Jackie this week since J has an injury that prevents her from jumping too much.
Normally I don't like to jump her since we really have never had a good jumping session together
Jackie says we are too alike; stubborn and anxious-and when we screw up we get mad at ourselves and bitch at anyone who tries to help us.
|Jackie always makes her look good|
I think that perfectly describes us. Sadly.
Put two of those crazies together, and you have a full on hurricane in the arena.
This time however Jackie told me to literally do nothing. Just sit there, point her at the jumps and sit there. Me being me I just wanted to fiddle fiddle fiddle and not touching the reins (besides baby half halts) was TORTURE.
|Trying uber hard to be the softest rider ever|
Riding Isis is a 180* difference. NO contact, leg or hand and two point all the fences. I feel like I'm riding a cloud and it makes me anxious...and she feeds off it.
Yeah, it can be a hot mess.
It wasn't though, and it was awesome! :)
|I love this so much|
Then I hopped on
|Is this not adorable??|
|FINALLY getting along!|
|This one is my fav|
Considering her nickname is the "eq ruiner" (spring loaded), I felt I stayed with her fairly well and she was VERY willing. Very good girl! I actually had fun too :)
One more post in this series then we will move on to the AWESOME jump school I had yesterday!
A little sneak...