|Still a table top...|
|Sunset view Friday on the way home|
|tried it, didn't do it for him|
After Dash left, he and I had a few moments of "Yes, you will be OK on your own in here". Fortunately they got out of sight quickly, we walked a little more, still majorly tense... I turned him loose for some free lunging (to which I barely noted him being off in the rear) but instead I got to witness him as a Bucking Bronco! His bucks aren't big, but it was also the all four feet bunny hops off the ground in succession. So glad he didn't do that with me on him! The only thing I could figure was that his saddle had shifted too far forward. That is a problem with the wool. I have a mohair I found on a tack site cheap on the way to hopefully fix this! I straightened out the saddle placement and hopped back on. Finally, not nearly as tense in his back, but the head tossing and bit dismay continued, even though it is his 'normal' bit. We trotted a few times without too much incident with forward ears and could finally call it good. Of course this time I didn't have my tracker on, but I'm sure it was over a mile of circles, up and down the arena, back and forth the tack shelter :P Good mental workout for him too, as we kept stopping and starting, resetting, on and off at the mounting block, and leaving buddies. I had really wanted to get him out on trail today, but it was not to be.