LadyGascoyne
Still Fig-uring it out...
I thought I’d update on my three year old part bred Arab (80.2%). We’ve had her since March, and she’s just been an absolute joy.
When we went to see her, a few weeks before she turned three.
And what came flying off the truck:
Early days, a few weeks in after some time on grass to settle in (see waistline as evidence 😂)
A few months in, working in hand and doing some very light lunging work (10-15 min max)
Then for reasons unknown, she shot up and went quite long:
Shortly after the above photo, I moved her as I didn’t feel she was getting enough turnout, company and stimulus in such a managed environment (and thank you so much for all the advice from everyone here).
She’s now been in her new field for two months; living out, roughing it and loving every minute of it. I’ve let her have the summer off, with some in hand walks but nothing else.
This is a photo from this morning, in full arab mode:
It’s been such an interesting journey with her. At the point of moving her, while I was still at the other yard, I was almost considering backing her. She’s so level-headed and mature, and she was really seeking something to do. Now, having moved her, I’m completely convinced she’s too young. Watching her in a different environment, in a large field with other horses, she’s really come into her own. I can see just how immature she was only two months ago. It’s amazing how a change of context can give you clarity.
And despite be roughed off like a feral pony, she’s just as affectionate and ridiculous as always.
Still adores my husband:
And enjoys posing as magnificent horse against romantic sunrise:
Just love this little horse.
When we went to see her, a few weeks before she turned three.
And what came flying off the truck:
Early days, a few weeks in after some time on grass to settle in (see waistline as evidence 😂)
A few months in, working in hand and doing some very light lunging work (10-15 min max)
Then for reasons unknown, she shot up and went quite long:
Shortly after the above photo, I moved her as I didn’t feel she was getting enough turnout, company and stimulus in such a managed environment (and thank you so much for all the advice from everyone here).
She’s now been in her new field for two months; living out, roughing it and loving every minute of it. I’ve let her have the summer off, with some in hand walks but nothing else.
This is a photo from this morning, in full arab mode:
It’s been such an interesting journey with her. At the point of moving her, while I was still at the other yard, I was almost considering backing her. She’s so level-headed and mature, and she was really seeking something to do. Now, having moved her, I’m completely convinced she’s too young. Watching her in a different environment, in a large field with other horses, she’s really come into her own. I can see just how immature she was only two months ago. It’s amazing how a change of context can give you clarity.
And despite be roughed off like a feral pony, she’s just as affectionate and ridiculous as always.
Still adores my husband:
And enjoys posing as magnificent horse against romantic sunrise:
Just love this little horse.
