It is safe to say that the Red Dragon is back in the full swing of things and looking fabulous, completely baffling almost everyone at how quickly he has taken to the barefoot life. His feet looking incredible and besides a bobble on rocky ground, hasn't taken a lame step in weeks.
I can tell he is feeling exceptional, and he isn't afraid to show it. Yesterday B was a little asshole when L came out early to tack up, and he dodged her attempts to catch him. Granted, she had no cookies, so she fucked up there LOL. However, besides the first year I owned him, when he hated/feared everyone, B has NEVER ran from me and the little shit refused to be caught for almsot ten minutes, running around like a loon.
What a dick. Of course, since the humidity hovers around approximately eleventy billoin percent, he was DISGUSTING, muddy and sweaty from the get go. Like, dripping, muddy tail dreadlocks, mud eyebrows...the works. I dont think I have ever hosed a horse off BEFORE riding, so that was a first.
The good news behind all the mad galloping is that B didnt give a shit about The Chair.
|Chairs can be sheisty|
To be honest, he didn't give a shit about anything. I've actually never seen him with no fucks to give and he happily trounced through water, executed calm flying changes and worked through some transitions. Albeit, slightly lazily, but I'm not complaining. L even commented thats shes never seen or felt him that chill...it was amusing.
What he couldn't seem to figure out yesterday, was his legs, as soon as we started "jumping". I use quotations because dragging old trees into the water puddles does not a jump course make...but it was pretty cool and he was having a ball. Poor fellow was all over the place though, actin' brand new. All our jumps were at the new farm, and honestly he probably isn't ready for a full course for another week or so.
|Olympic level piaffe|
|Most awkward TB alive|
|Its OK B, we all are ugly sometimes|
Eventually we gave up over the tiny fucking log he couldn't seem to negotiate and moved on to the dead pine tree and splashing around in the water.
I literally laid on my stomach in the wet and muddy grass to get these pics, so you better fucking enjoy them #doitforthegram
|I love this one; just casually stepping over|
He was a good lil nugget, if just a wee lazy, but I was proud of him for not being a total fucking lunatic for his first real time back undersaddle in about 6 weeks. Here's to moving on!