Hovis_and_SidsMum
Well-Known Member
Dear Diary
This week has been a week of two halves: a half in which mum was prepared to sell me for a £2 coin and a half in which I have redeemed myself. I shall explain.
As I told you all last week we didnt go jumping at the weekend which to be honest I took umbrage at. I LIKE going jumping, its fun, theres usually fit mares about who I can impress with my manly muscles and sometimes I even get an ice-cream. Instead we had a weekend of doing boring boring boring flat work. So I decided to protest. Loudly ..
On Saturday mum marched me out to ménage with the little determined waddle she does when shes not really in the mood to do flat work either but has a point to prove. Usually to Dad. So I decided that Id lean on her hands, do some very sloppy transitions, canter on the wrong leg, refuse to get off my forehand and generally see if I can could annoy her into giving up and putting me back in the field. Cue mums language getting more colourful and a LOT of snarling fine at Dad between what sounded suspiciously like ground teeth. After 30 minutes of trying every trick she could think of to get me going she announced there were times she disliked me intensely, sulkily threw the reins to Dad and let him get on. Now I have to point out I dont love dad more than mum but he is stronger than her, heavier than her and can in general inflict more pain on my bum with that whip thing. So I behaved. Youd thing mum would be pleased with me suddenly putting in some effort but alas this seemed to make things worse. Especially when dad had the ill thought out idea of suggesting todays lack of performance was due to rider not horse. Ill place a good full of pasture mix as a bet he didnt get to play in the hay barn later I can tell you. Mother was not amused.
On Sunday I was definitely under the impression a years entry to the casa del pero was on the cards so I tried to behave better but honestly all this circles lark is SO dull. Mum was marginally less unimpressed with me but still there was a degree of frostiness to her attitude which suggested that for a fiver I might have been gone to the first bidder. Oh dear.
I had the week repenting my sins well telling Dolly all about it over the fence and discussing how hormonal our mothers can be. Then last night mum came home and lunged me wisely I decided to behave on the lunge and she seemed slightly less Jack Frost knickers.
Then this morning Billy, Aunty C, Mum and I went out on a hack. It was a lovely day and I decided to show mum what a super star I can be when I want to. I stood like a rock when the very scary big yellow tractor / tank came past on its metal slidey legs although I have to confess I think a small amount of wee might have escaped. I trotted at a punchy but not yeehaa trot across the fields and followed it up with a collected Doritos bloke canter on a loose rein. The icing on the cake of my see what a good boy I am cake was a big powerful punchy trot all the way home whilst being as light as a feather in mums hands. I am a genius! Mum was over the moon with my lack of spooking at the dive bombing peasants and my restraint in not squashing those silly quacking things that mum calls rude names. If they will run between my legs I think personally I should be allowed to stand on them but apparently not.
Anyway mum is happy with me, I got cuddles and kisses and more importantly treats when I got back so I am firmly back in the good books. Heres praying for a jumping session tomorrow
In unrelated news Mums has been telling me about this big race today and told me shes Team Denman. Apparently hes a big horse whos nicknamed The Tank so he sounds kind of cool. I think I am also Team Denman as we big, fast moving boys should stick together. How do you get to go and join this race? It sounds fun!! With my stubble racing skills I bet I can give those spindly legged TB types a good run for their money. Mum says they have to jump over very very big hedges but heh with my strength if they were too big I could just go through them? But more to the point how do I get a Team? It sounds so cool I want one! Will someone let me know how to apply for Team status?
This week has been a week of two halves: a half in which mum was prepared to sell me for a £2 coin and a half in which I have redeemed myself. I shall explain.
As I told you all last week we didnt go jumping at the weekend which to be honest I took umbrage at. I LIKE going jumping, its fun, theres usually fit mares about who I can impress with my manly muscles and sometimes I even get an ice-cream. Instead we had a weekend of doing boring boring boring flat work. So I decided to protest. Loudly ..
On Saturday mum marched me out to ménage with the little determined waddle she does when shes not really in the mood to do flat work either but has a point to prove. Usually to Dad. So I decided that Id lean on her hands, do some very sloppy transitions, canter on the wrong leg, refuse to get off my forehand and generally see if I can could annoy her into giving up and putting me back in the field. Cue mums language getting more colourful and a LOT of snarling fine at Dad between what sounded suspiciously like ground teeth. After 30 minutes of trying every trick she could think of to get me going she announced there were times she disliked me intensely, sulkily threw the reins to Dad and let him get on. Now I have to point out I dont love dad more than mum but he is stronger than her, heavier than her and can in general inflict more pain on my bum with that whip thing. So I behaved. Youd thing mum would be pleased with me suddenly putting in some effort but alas this seemed to make things worse. Especially when dad had the ill thought out idea of suggesting todays lack of performance was due to rider not horse. Ill place a good full of pasture mix as a bet he didnt get to play in the hay barn later I can tell you. Mother was not amused.
On Sunday I was definitely under the impression a years entry to the casa del pero was on the cards so I tried to behave better but honestly all this circles lark is SO dull. Mum was marginally less unimpressed with me but still there was a degree of frostiness to her attitude which suggested that for a fiver I might have been gone to the first bidder. Oh dear.
I had the week repenting my sins well telling Dolly all about it over the fence and discussing how hormonal our mothers can be. Then last night mum came home and lunged me wisely I decided to behave on the lunge and she seemed slightly less Jack Frost knickers.
Then this morning Billy, Aunty C, Mum and I went out on a hack. It was a lovely day and I decided to show mum what a super star I can be when I want to. I stood like a rock when the very scary big yellow tractor / tank came past on its metal slidey legs although I have to confess I think a small amount of wee might have escaped. I trotted at a punchy but not yeehaa trot across the fields and followed it up with a collected Doritos bloke canter on a loose rein. The icing on the cake of my see what a good boy I am cake was a big powerful punchy trot all the way home whilst being as light as a feather in mums hands. I am a genius! Mum was over the moon with my lack of spooking at the dive bombing peasants and my restraint in not squashing those silly quacking things that mum calls rude names. If they will run between my legs I think personally I should be allowed to stand on them but apparently not.
Anyway mum is happy with me, I got cuddles and kisses and more importantly treats when I got back so I am firmly back in the good books. Heres praying for a jumping session tomorrow
In unrelated news Mums has been telling me about this big race today and told me shes Team Denman. Apparently hes a big horse whos nicknamed The Tank so he sounds kind of cool. I think I am also Team Denman as we big, fast moving boys should stick together. How do you get to go and join this race? It sounds fun!! With my stubble racing skills I bet I can give those spindly legged TB types a good run for their money. Mum says they have to jump over very very big hedges but heh with my strength if they were too big I could just go through them? But more to the point how do I get a Team? It sounds so cool I want one! Will someone let me know how to apply for Team status?
