Oh Ponykins! You amaze me sometimes...
It has been about 5 days since I last saw Princess Mare-Face. It has been about 3 weeks since I've really worked Mare-Face. It didn't go well at all 3 weeks ago.... that always makes me nervous.
Today I got to the barn and there was a little girl having a lesson. I decided that I would wait to get Denali since I swear like a sailor, and I don't even notice it. I usually drop the f-bomb 5-6 times just getting her into the barn. It's easy, it could be "You're f!@#ing pissing me off," OR "I f!@#ing love you!" I decided regardless, I'd wait.
My trainer and I talked about my new hypothetical saddle, my current saddle (which she is buying, sweet) and another trainer that I'm going to use to get Denali going under saddle again (her idea! and I'm pretty excited about it.)
Denali had done a number on her paddock grass, so I decided I would throw the rest of the bag of seed down since the weather is about to change and I figured, what's the worse that could happen right?? Funny thing about putting down grass seed. Everyone talks about the little birds eatting the seed, but no one ever mentioned the 1200 pound Hoover Vacuum who follows behind you licking up the seeds as you go....
After the little girl left, and I was free to be myself I decided I would do some ground work with her since I didn't bring clothes to ride. I got out the dreaded flag. The last time we used the dreaded flag I ended up spending a bazillion dollars. I'd be lying if I wasn't a bit nervous, but I wanted to see how she'd react.
Not even a flinch.
I used the flag to move her front end, to move her back end, to make noise to touch her all over.
It was awesome! I was so proud of Ms. Ponykins. She stood there looking at me like, "What? Why are you flapping that, I'm bored, where is the food?"
After she then made the mistake of trying to nip food out of my trainers hand. My trainer had done some weeding, and Denali thought that those delicious weeds were for her. No Slewy, NO! Nothing makes me more frustrated than a horse that nips. We had a quick manners lesson and after that then she got an early dinner.
Love my ponykins!