kerilli
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Evening all, James here. I was first up so i'll tell you all about my day first.
Mum fed us breakfast at half past 4 this morning, so we knew something was up, the mad cow. the usual horrible bobbles in mane stuff, then off in the box again, yay!
i warmed up beautifully for the dressage, she was so chuffed with me, best i've ever gone. went in, and she was so busy concentrating on how i felt (?i was fine, ta?!) that she forgot 2 movements. i'd just done a lovely canter transition for her, best i've ever done in a test (usually i chuck my head in the air and zoom off, tee hee), but being asked to do it again was too flipping much, so i chucked my head in the air and zoomed off. she called me a "little twit" or something, quite loudly actually, i'm sure the judge must have heard. then i was a bit naughty in the other canter too, for a laugh. we got a horrible mark, and the judge called me "disobedient", tee hee hee.
thought i'd better pull my finger out for the jumping parts, cos she was saying something about Pedigree Chum, don't know what that means but sounds ominous. i warmed up quite casually, still can't work out what to do about this new bit, it feels the same in my mouth as the dressage one but does weird things to my head, some kind of "combination" device. huh. anyway, having clouted two in the warm-up, ouch, i went in and tried really really hard and had a clear round, yay! that's 4 in a row, she can't believe it. then whizzed round the easy-peasy xc, was even very brave at the step into water, cos mummy brought me back to trot first and let me sum it up for a bit longer. we didn't have any disagreements about striding and i really enjoyed myself, fences were too small though, what does she think i am, some useless donkey? bring it on! so, finished on dressage score for 4th time, but pants score meant no rosette, boo.
got washed off, deplaited, destudded, shoved back on lorry and started taking it apart again. she's only just noticed that i made a wicked dent in the ceiling a couple of weeks ago!
Katy here. had to wait on the box munching hay till lunchtime, then it was my turn. serious dressage trainer was here last week and told mummy how to ride me when i'm totally impossible, so i warmed up connected and round and actually let her ride me a bit. went into test and she kept me like that, slow and connected, said it was a phase i have to go through. she was in sitting trot the whole time too, on advice of trainer, because it stops me from escaping, huh. dressage judge hated it though... mind you, she doesn't know how much worse i could have been! mummy was really pleased with me, anyway, i did everything in the right place, i didn't have hysterics, and i stayed round - no giraffe-on-speed stuff today, but i was like a coiled-up spring the whole time.
mummy saw Tina Ure, our sj guru, while warming up for the dressage, and she very kindly came and helped us warm up. new bit again, some huge vile fat vulcanite pelham thingy, she says she hasn't had to use it for about 12 years! mummy had control, and i didn't fight it at all. tina was brilliant, really helped.
i'd heard mummy say something about not running me xc if i showjumped badly or ripped my mouth again, well, i wasn't having any of that, i love galloping and don't get to do any of it at home, mummy's so boring. so i really tried hard and somehow managed to go clear, yay, unbelievable, especially as the course was twisty and had short related distances on turns and things, that i usually fight about quite spectacularly. we did do a weird detour to the last fence because she forgot where she was going, the daft bint, but i still left it up even though we got to it on the angle. mummy's family actually cheered and clapped, crikey, so embarrassing, good job i'm dark bay or you'd have seen me blushing. got loads of hugs and polos, so that was alright. must try to remember that.
went and whizzed around the xc, easy peasy, mummy made me trot to a couple and didn't let me go half as fast as i wanted to, but it was fun. so, finished on utterly pants dressage score, but mummy's absolutely over the moon with me.
cookies and polos if you got this far!
Mum fed us breakfast at half past 4 this morning, so we knew something was up, the mad cow. the usual horrible bobbles in mane stuff, then off in the box again, yay!
i warmed up beautifully for the dressage, she was so chuffed with me, best i've ever gone. went in, and she was so busy concentrating on how i felt (?i was fine, ta?!) that she forgot 2 movements. i'd just done a lovely canter transition for her, best i've ever done in a test (usually i chuck my head in the air and zoom off, tee hee), but being asked to do it again was too flipping much, so i chucked my head in the air and zoomed off. she called me a "little twit" or something, quite loudly actually, i'm sure the judge must have heard. then i was a bit naughty in the other canter too, for a laugh. we got a horrible mark, and the judge called me "disobedient", tee hee hee.
thought i'd better pull my finger out for the jumping parts, cos she was saying something about Pedigree Chum, don't know what that means but sounds ominous. i warmed up quite casually, still can't work out what to do about this new bit, it feels the same in my mouth as the dressage one but does weird things to my head, some kind of "combination" device. huh. anyway, having clouted two in the warm-up, ouch, i went in and tried really really hard and had a clear round, yay! that's 4 in a row, she can't believe it. then whizzed round the easy-peasy xc, was even very brave at the step into water, cos mummy brought me back to trot first and let me sum it up for a bit longer. we didn't have any disagreements about striding and i really enjoyed myself, fences were too small though, what does she think i am, some useless donkey? bring it on! so, finished on dressage score for 4th time, but pants score meant no rosette, boo.
got washed off, deplaited, destudded, shoved back on lorry and started taking it apart again. she's only just noticed that i made a wicked dent in the ceiling a couple of weeks ago!
Katy here. had to wait on the box munching hay till lunchtime, then it was my turn. serious dressage trainer was here last week and told mummy how to ride me when i'm totally impossible, so i warmed up connected and round and actually let her ride me a bit. went into test and she kept me like that, slow and connected, said it was a phase i have to go through. she was in sitting trot the whole time too, on advice of trainer, because it stops me from escaping, huh. dressage judge hated it though... mind you, she doesn't know how much worse i could have been! mummy was really pleased with me, anyway, i did everything in the right place, i didn't have hysterics, and i stayed round - no giraffe-on-speed stuff today, but i was like a coiled-up spring the whole time.
mummy saw Tina Ure, our sj guru, while warming up for the dressage, and she very kindly came and helped us warm up. new bit again, some huge vile fat vulcanite pelham thingy, she says she hasn't had to use it for about 12 years! mummy had control, and i didn't fight it at all. tina was brilliant, really helped.
i'd heard mummy say something about not running me xc if i showjumped badly or ripped my mouth again, well, i wasn't having any of that, i love galloping and don't get to do any of it at home, mummy's so boring. so i really tried hard and somehow managed to go clear, yay, unbelievable, especially as the course was twisty and had short related distances on turns and things, that i usually fight about quite spectacularly. we did do a weird detour to the last fence because she forgot where she was going, the daft bint, but i still left it up even though we got to it on the angle. mummy's family actually cheered and clapped, crikey, so embarrassing, good job i'm dark bay or you'd have seen me blushing. got loads of hugs and polos, so that was alright. must try to remember that.
went and whizzed around the xc, easy peasy, mummy made me trot to a couple and didn't let me go half as fast as i wanted to, but it was fun. so, finished on utterly pants dressage score, but mummy's absolutely over the moon with me.
cookies and polos if you got this far!
