Hovis_and_SidsMum
Well-Known Member
Dear diary
Its official. I am waiting for my call to join that big party next year. The only question is which posse Im going with: the cross country posse or the show jumping posse. What had made this racial change to my future diary? My amazing clear round last weekend showing the world that feather power is fast, furious and flipping fab!!
I guess Id better start at the beginning?
Last Friday night mum came to the field to get me and despite sounding like a seal rode me for about 40 minutes doing lots of boring transitions and poncing about a la Doritos man styleee. THEN she said I suppose Id better remind you of what were doing tomorrow and got a jump out!! Yippeeee! So I jumped that a few times then mum took me inside and washed all my feathers, scrubbing away until they were gleaming white (more on that in a minute).
Morning came and Dad and mum loaded me and my shiny white legs onto the lorry and off we went. As soon as we passed the place about the happy hens and the ecstatic rooster I knew where we were going and was VERY excited.
When we got there it was quite busy and in between coughing like mad mums breathing started the usual poof the magic dragon pattern. We went in the warm up ring (which in fairness is very small and inside) and it was very busy. Now Im a big lad with very big paces so I fail to see why it was my fault that every four paces we ended up the horse in front bottom but mum was getting stressed. Dad then suggested that we went into the outside ring and walked about in there until I calmed down take that to mean until mum calmed down!! Mum agreed and so we went outside into the very wet and very boggy outside ménage. You remember my lovely white feathers? They werent white after two minutes in there .
Anyway most of the other horses came out of the inside warm up so mum went back in and to my utter amazement asked me for canter in there. TWICE!! She never canters in these places so I was shocked. Then we jumped the jumps quite a few times and two women commented how lovely I was. What a beautiful colour, what a lovely face and what a nice jump. Why thank you ladies!!
Then mum finally said she was ready and got off me to go and walk the course aka look at the jumps and then disappear into the toilet for 10 minutes to wee herself and shake like a leaf. After 3.5 years together I do know my mum ..
Then she came back, got on board and we stood in line waiting to go in. Our tern came and all of a sudden mum stopped sounding like a dirty phone call and got down to business. We jumped round like a pair of pros and despite me being taken by surprise by a small person yelling out as I came past the crowd, mum kept us straight and I jumped everything. She did pull me up a little just before the last jump but I tucked my legs up really high and we cleared it!!!! Yeeehaaaa!! All I could hear was mum yelling Yes! Yes! Yes! and slapping my neck. Dad said it sounded like a dodgy porn film but Im not sure what seafood had to do with it?
Anyway I was most keen to go and do it all again but Dad said mum looked awful (brave man my Dad!!) and we should end on a good note so we went home. Mum showed me my rosette but to be honest I preferred the polos she and Dad gave me instead.
All week news of my amazing jumping has travelled around the barn and Frilly is looking increasingly keen. This has in turn caused Dolly to step up her affection too although the snogging might be more down to the molasses I have stuck all over my face mum bought me a lick to say well done and I think Im wearing more of it than Ive eaten .
Last night mum took me in the ménage for 15 minutes lunging and Frilly was yelling to me. She stopped on her way in to watch my amazing canter and even the boss lady said how lovely, balanced and athletic my canter is. Ladies I am the Destroyer so why act so surprised?!
I think mum is going to make me do some flat work later as shes busy this morning so we cant go out for our hack. I also swear she said were going to see EAM on Sunday so I think more jumping is on the cards! Stand back Milton the Destroyers in town! So Diary - a question: Who do I need to see about sorting my invite to the 2012 party and which posse should I go with? Which one do the ladies like the most?
Its official. I am waiting for my call to join that big party next year. The only question is which posse Im going with: the cross country posse or the show jumping posse. What had made this racial change to my future diary? My amazing clear round last weekend showing the world that feather power is fast, furious and flipping fab!!
I guess Id better start at the beginning?
Last Friday night mum came to the field to get me and despite sounding like a seal rode me for about 40 minutes doing lots of boring transitions and poncing about a la Doritos man styleee. THEN she said I suppose Id better remind you of what were doing tomorrow and got a jump out!! Yippeeee! So I jumped that a few times then mum took me inside and washed all my feathers, scrubbing away until they were gleaming white (more on that in a minute).
Morning came and Dad and mum loaded me and my shiny white legs onto the lorry and off we went. As soon as we passed the place about the happy hens and the ecstatic rooster I knew where we were going and was VERY excited.
When we got there it was quite busy and in between coughing like mad mums breathing started the usual poof the magic dragon pattern. We went in the warm up ring (which in fairness is very small and inside) and it was very busy. Now Im a big lad with very big paces so I fail to see why it was my fault that every four paces we ended up the horse in front bottom but mum was getting stressed. Dad then suggested that we went into the outside ring and walked about in there until I calmed down take that to mean until mum calmed down!! Mum agreed and so we went outside into the very wet and very boggy outside ménage. You remember my lovely white feathers? They werent white after two minutes in there .
Anyway most of the other horses came out of the inside warm up so mum went back in and to my utter amazement asked me for canter in there. TWICE!! She never canters in these places so I was shocked. Then we jumped the jumps quite a few times and two women commented how lovely I was. What a beautiful colour, what a lovely face and what a nice jump. Why thank you ladies!!
Then mum finally said she was ready and got off me to go and walk the course aka look at the jumps and then disappear into the toilet for 10 minutes to wee herself and shake like a leaf. After 3.5 years together I do know my mum ..
Then she came back, got on board and we stood in line waiting to go in. Our tern came and all of a sudden mum stopped sounding like a dirty phone call and got down to business. We jumped round like a pair of pros and despite me being taken by surprise by a small person yelling out as I came past the crowd, mum kept us straight and I jumped everything. She did pull me up a little just before the last jump but I tucked my legs up really high and we cleared it!!!! Yeeehaaaa!! All I could hear was mum yelling Yes! Yes! Yes! and slapping my neck. Dad said it sounded like a dodgy porn film but Im not sure what seafood had to do with it?
Anyway I was most keen to go and do it all again but Dad said mum looked awful (brave man my Dad!!) and we should end on a good note so we went home. Mum showed me my rosette but to be honest I preferred the polos she and Dad gave me instead.
All week news of my amazing jumping has travelled around the barn and Frilly is looking increasingly keen. This has in turn caused Dolly to step up her affection too although the snogging might be more down to the molasses I have stuck all over my face mum bought me a lick to say well done and I think Im wearing more of it than Ive eaten .
Last night mum took me in the ménage for 15 minutes lunging and Frilly was yelling to me. She stopped on her way in to watch my amazing canter and even the boss lady said how lovely, balanced and athletic my canter is. Ladies I am the Destroyer so why act so surprised?!
I think mum is going to make me do some flat work later as shes busy this morning so we cant go out for our hack. I also swear she said were going to see EAM on Sunday so I think more jumping is on the cards! Stand back Milton the Destroyers in town! So Diary - a question: Who do I need to see about sorting my invite to the 2012 party and which posse should I go with? Which one do the ladies like the most?
Thank you Hovis!!
