We’re into double digits here, just barely.\u00a0\u00a0 On Monday, Rags and I went to a part of the land he hadn’t been near yet–the south end of the East Grass (connects to the Near Meadow, but adjoins a construction yard, not some house yards.)\u00a0\u00a0 It was a lovely day, between cool and warm, with a very light breeze that went still while we were out.\u00a0 We started out riding on the grass waterway of the Near Meadow, heading mostly east, angling slowly toward the old ditch but avoiding stands of switchgrass.\u00a0 Rags caught sight of the construction yard, packed with large machinery he found all too interesting–and alarming.\u00a0 However, as a basically “whatever…” kind of horse, he merely stared, pointed his ears at it, and walked a little slower.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 As we came nearer the corner of the yard he was more interested in that, and I kept talking to him calmly, reminding him that he had a rider aboard he needed to pay attention to.\u00a0 Then when we passed the corner of the yard, sticking to the line of the diagonal ditch, those big scary machines receded a little and he began looking ahead–we were approaching the highway\u00a0 at a slant, just like the ditch.\u00a0 but about ten yards from it, and though traffic was light, there were cars and trucks going past.\u00a0 As the space on our side opened out, I was very happy with his reaction: minimal.\u00a0\u00a0 We\u00a0 did not go up to the fence, within a few feet of the highway, because there are people who find it tempting (too tempting) to blast their air horns or throw things at a female riding a horse, in hopes of seeing her fall off when they scare the horse.\u00a0\u00a0 And Rags does not need to be scared of going to new places because someone throws a bottle at him.\u00a0\u00a0 He needs more going to new places before he has to deal with yokels.<\/p>\n
So we walked down there and watched the traffic and then turned and came back, this time closer to the ditch, and Rags showed some eagerness to get back (walking slightly faster) but then…oh, horrors…he discovered his Awful Owner did not agree that now we were done.\u00a0 When he tried to veer over to the tractor where R- was sitting…he was firmly guided somewhere else.\u00a0 He had to walk a “weave” through a line of bur oaks.\u00a0 He had to walk into the lower Near Meadow and make a circle there.\u00a0 He had to do the tree-weaving thing *again*.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 (He doesn’t read a watch and thus did not know how long he was supposed to work.)\u00a0 When he finally got the OK to go through the gate into the north horse lot, and stop by the portable stall…he was convinced he had been tortured beyond endurance.\u00a0 (He had a slightly sweaty area under the saddle.)<\/p>\n
On Tuesday, the weather had turned blustery.\u00a0 VERY blustery.\u00a0 Gusts over 30 mph blustery.\u00a0\u00a0 This level of wind often upsets horses (for one thing, they can’t hear things sneaking up on them.)\u00a0 Not cold–wind out of the SW.\u00a0 Rags, somewhat to my surprise,\u00a0 came over and was willing to be haltered (pushed his nose into the part of a halter where his nose goes.\u00a0 We did the grooming thing; we did the tacking up thing…he heaved a couple of sighs but was overall much less fussed than usual.\u00a0 The last several rides…maybe three?…he’s been more willing to take the bit, but Tuesday he *reached out for it.*\u00a0 It’s my personal preference to get my horses to take the bit themselves and just hold it in a relaxed mouth while I arrange the rest.\u00a0 Tigger, with his scarred tongue, will never be able to do that, but Ky and Kuincey both learned how to take the bit and how to release it so it didn’t hit their teeth coming out.\u00a0\u00a0 Many horses, having had their teeth clanked by bits, throw their heads around as soon as the rider starts to take the bridle off, and that increases the chance of\u00a0 hitting teeth.\u00a0 Rags is now at the stage of understanding how to take it in, but not how to hold his head still at the right level for me to clear his ears easily and adjust as necessary, or how to release it in a relaxed way.\u00a0 But it’s coming.\u00a0 It’s so much pleasanter for both horse and rider if the horse will cooperate with the in-and-out of the bit: no banged teeth, no yank of straps (by horse throwing its head), no struggle to stick a thumb in the horse’s mouth to “make him open his mouth.”<\/p>\n
Rags did another interesting thing.\u00a0 I’ve been using the portable stall for dismounting.\u00a0 To do that, I need Rags to ‘listen’ to my leg cues and stand close enough to the side of the stall for me to grasp the top rail with my left hand and put my left foot on the rail near the left stirrup, then, with those braced, try to get my right leg over his back.\u00a0\u00a0 He’s often a little too close or too far away (if too far away we have to circle around and try again.)\u00a0 If he’s too close, there’s no room for me to get to the ground between him and the stall, and R- has to lead him a little forward.\u00a0\u00a0 Tuesday, when my leg was still “hung up” on the saddle cantle and I had both hands and\u00a0 one foot on the portable stall, he slowly swung his hindquarters away from the stall, and I dragged my foot across the saddle (not his back) and then could step down into the space he’d opened.\u00a0 Was that with intent?\u00a0\u00a0 Horses lack the part of the brain for planning, says one neurologist who’s studied horse brains, but I’m not so sure.\u00a0\u00a0 Have to see if he’ll do it again.<\/p>\n
Today, Wednesday,\u00a0 I had a lot of driving to do and didn’t get to ride at all (despite the wind being down, the temps merely “coolish” in the morning–but having seen a vlog entry by Meg Elphick Tuesday night, on how she starts one of her performance horses back into work after a period off,\u00a0 I did have time to try something with Tigger: leading him over raised poles at a walk.\u00a0 I have used both ground poles (poles laid on the ground) and raised poles (propped up on something) to exercise horses before, both as part of ground work and part of ridden work, and had walked Tigger over ground poles after his injury as he became able to do that…but I haven’t been consistently working him since, doubting that he’d ever be rideable either physically or mentally.\u00a0\u00a0 But he’s lost some topline muscle, and Meg pointed out that walking over raised poles even without a rider develops the horse’s abdominal muscles and the muscles along the spine and hindquarter.\u00a0 So I told him he was going to earn some cookies, and lo–he came and put his head in the halter and off we went.\u00a0 Meg said in the video that even 15 minutes a day several days a week (every day if time allowed) would help an out of work horse get stronger and shorten the “walk only” ridden time (she’s planning to do walk-only with Jam, one of hers, for just 2 weeks, not the month I’m taking with Rags. Jam will be her mount in Badminton Grassroots this year…that’s not the full on 5-star 3-day, but a course laid out for young riders not up the levels yet, at the obstacle heights they’re used to in British Eventing competitions.<\/p>\n
First we did the usual baby-level ground stuff: walk, stop, back up, walk, turn, turn the other way, stop…etc.\u00a0 Then I led him over the two ground poles I already had down…he remembered that and was fine with it.\u00a0 Then over the raised poles I’d put up for Rags (last week?\u00a0 week before?)\u00a0 to help him grasp the “lift your front feet a little higher off the ground, stumble less” (and he is stumbling less, as Monday’s ride in roughly mowed varied grasses on a slope showed.) \u00a0 Tigger banged a back foot on the raised pole at first but on repeated tries was able to go over them without a touch.\u00a0 He’d been led over them before, but not for a long time.\u00a0 I was watching how his right hind leg worked, when it didn’t touch as well as when it did…the last time I tried him over raised poles he was struggling but now it looked “normal.”\u00a0\u00a0 (Since I”m not a vet I won’t claim it WAS normal, just that it looked better than it did in the first 18 months post injury.)\u00a0\u00a0 Even better, Tigger seemed happy to be “working” with me again.\u00a0 So the new plan (when I finish the wildlife management report, which has a very hard and inflexible deadline)\u00a0 is to exercise Tigger over different patterns of poles for 15 minutes *before* getting Rags ready to ride and go out on the trails.\u00a0\u00a0 It means moving poles and supports around every day, to provide enough variation to keep from boring the horse (they like routine but they also like [some] novelty), but it will be good for me.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 I do need more poles.<\/p>\n
Another change I think I’m seeing in Rags this year is a conformation change.\u00a0 These things can happen gradually or suddenly, as they do with humans.\u00a0 Rags was very narrow in front when I got him, as if his front legs “came out of the same hole” almost.\u00a0 Bit by bit–and without my doing much to try to correct that–it looks to me that his chest has broadened some; there’s more space between his front legs.\u00a0\u00a0 He’s not as rump high as he was (but still needs the riser pad) and he looks less bow-legged when viewed from behind.<\/p>\n
I spent most of the day driving (to the city, to a friend’s house and then Dover Saddlery for various things, then picking up M to take to M-‘s dentist slightly more than halfway home, then sitting mostly in the car waiting for him to finish…but the lab had screwed up the requested adjustment to his permanent crown so it’s still not on and the dental staff is annoyed with the lab…then taking M- to his apartment, and then driving home, arriving between 5:30 and 6, with the new cold front buffeting the car for the last half of the way home.\u00a0 I’m really tired and it’s almost 10 pm, so…no more tonight.<\/p>\n
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