...so to speak! He was an absolute terror today.
I got him out of his pasture, and it was a really nice day out. Sunshine, blue skies, in the 70's, and windy. Key word: windy. I took him to the trailer to tack up, as usual. I just bought a used English saddle for him, and I was super excited, because it was going to be my second ride in it. So the wind's blowing, not super strong, and my grooming-hanging-thingy flaps a few times. Rudy lost it. Reared, set back and PULLED. Reared several more times, screaming...setting back. It was bad. Luckily I'd jumped out of the way, but when I walked back to him to assess the damage, something set him off again. Rear, pull, set back, etc. all over again. We went through this twice more before I could unhook him. So my leadrope is pretty much permanently attached to the trailer hook and he broke the snap on it. I was ticked.
So after a little more bru-ha-ha, I get him saddled and start riding. Suddenly, the arena he's done a bazillion laps in is scary-as-hell and he wouldn't listen at all. I'd be more forgiving, but this was ridiculous: not backing, didn't want to trot out, fighting his head...All of which we mastered at least a year ago. After a couple of bucks, I got off, and off to the roundpen we went. He was a maniac, galloping madly for probably 20 minutes.
My barn owner came over (mostly to ask why my western studmuffin was dressed up as a hunter pony, ha) and we talked about his setting back issue. She suggested the Clinton Anderson tie-ring, which I'll prolly buy and we kinda talked through it. It certainly made me feel better.
Anyways, sorry to ramble, but it was a pretty terrible day for Rudy and I. When I threw him back in his stall he was all
still, and I tried to convince myself that I didn't care.
Every horse should be allowed an off-day, but we have HLSR in a month-our first AQHA show, and I know we'll get beat anyways, but I at least wanted to feel proud of our rides there. Now I'm just embarrassed at the thought of showing against those kids.
Okay, rant officially over. Feel free to ignore. As I told a barn lady today, "At least tomorrow's another day!"