Christmas_Kate
Well-Known Member
I havent really done much with G on a one to one basis since teaching him to lunge and helping him to lose weight over the summer. Otherwise it's been the children riding him and G just being G in kiddie mode, slow, ploddy.
I was a bit bored this afternoon and he looked bored too so I dusted off the lungeing kit and went and lunged him. He was having great fun, was snorting and you could literally see the smile on his little face. His eyes lit up and he had a whale of a time. We stuck to walk with one circle of trot on each rein because he's unfit atm, and very hairy.
He was such an angel i took him out of the top of the field and long reined him round the headlands. He was an absolute star! considering he hasnt done it for months he just fitted right back into it. I brought him back along the road and ished for a moment we were keeping him and I could get a little trap for him.
Back at the field he realised I had a likit treat (Idon't titbit as a rule, but bought this as a one off). he was nuzzling my pockets and I was shooing him away. He kept squealing, cantering off, bucking, farting, then coming back and coming to a halt just infront of me, to be shooed away again. He made me laugh so much.
I know it's really sad, but I built up such a relationship with this little guy over the last year. At times, in the beginning I thought he was an evil little scrote, but in the end he was just unsure as to what anyone actually wanted. He didnt know how to be a pony
. And now he is that, a proper mini horse, with a proper job to do, he's thrived.
I'm feeling terribly sentimental about him and actually quite sick at the thought of him leaving. I feel stupid, because afterall, he is just a kid's pony, but I feel so 'deflated' and tearful.
But whatever happens, I'll have two great memories, the light in his eyes the day he was first ridden off the lead rein, and of him bucking, farting and squealing at the mere thought of not getting his likit
*sob*
I was a bit bored this afternoon and he looked bored too so I dusted off the lungeing kit and went and lunged him. He was having great fun, was snorting and you could literally see the smile on his little face. His eyes lit up and he had a whale of a time. We stuck to walk with one circle of trot on each rein because he's unfit atm, and very hairy.
He was such an angel i took him out of the top of the field and long reined him round the headlands. He was an absolute star! considering he hasnt done it for months he just fitted right back into it. I brought him back along the road and ished for a moment we were keeping him and I could get a little trap for him.
Back at the field he realised I had a likit treat (Idon't titbit as a rule, but bought this as a one off). he was nuzzling my pockets and I was shooing him away. He kept squealing, cantering off, bucking, farting, then coming back and coming to a halt just infront of me, to be shooed away again. He made me laugh so much.
I know it's really sad, but I built up such a relationship with this little guy over the last year. At times, in the beginning I thought he was an evil little scrote, but in the end he was just unsure as to what anyone actually wanted. He didnt know how to be a pony
I'm feeling terribly sentimental about him and actually quite sick at the thought of him leaving. I feel stupid, because afterall, he is just a kid's pony, but I feel so 'deflated' and tearful.
But whatever happens, I'll have two great memories, the light in his eyes the day he was first ridden off the lead rein, and of him bucking, farting and squealing at the mere thought of not getting his likit
*sob*