Lolo
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When things were tough with Reg, Al used to try and find positives in the little things. The positives we'll be taking from the (Royal, thank you very much ) Norfolk Show are:
So as you can all tell it was a successful day
Generally, Reg should excel at showing. He is well-schooled, polite, handsome and eye-catching. His conformation is excellent, bar his big fat fetlock and that is excused under RoR rules. Last year at RNS he was very good aside from in the line up, and at Houghton this year he was even better. Hopes were high.
We arrived, and Reg was quite lit up so Al hopped on to take him for a wander. Arrived back half an hour later with them both dripping sweat and Reg breathing fire... People had started clapping and this was too much for such a highly strung beast as himself. Discretion being the better part of valour, Al got off and with some help manhandled him back to the box. A bath and some polos later Reg was much more himself, and was back to being a total dollop.
He is absurdly pretty!
Tacked up again and pottered over to the warm up where he went really sweetly...
But then the heavy horses with their carriages came past and all sense was lost. Al got off again (this is the girl who would merrily sit out 20 minute tantrums on Bee, as an indicator of how Reg was behaving!) and some sweet talking and cuddles meant he regained sense.
Entered the ring, and his racing instinct kicked in. I hate to break it to him, but this is about 4 years too late... But there were 22 other horses in there and Reg was going to beat them all. Al did her very best 'head up, sit back, smile' routine and they flew round the arena.
You'll note most of the photos are cantering ones. This is because this is mostly what Reg did.
It's hard work, trying to race 22 horses...
Amazingly, he was pulled in 8th. God knows that the others horses had done... Murdered the judge's sister?
He stood in the line up with all his usual grace and patience:
But did go sweetly enough for the ride judge (with no one to race, he settled) and then posed beautifully for Jenny Pitman:
He does look quite nice really...
They then stood about and tried to regain some composure:
The steward asked them to get back on, and Al took a minute to send some prayers to anyone listening for Reg not to explode again:
They were pulled in 8th initially, and seemed to stay about there so no frillies or money. Reg has never behaved more like a racehorse, including the 6 years he spent in training, and he sulked the whole way home. Al took him out on his favourite hack the next day which appeased him somewhat
- Everyone survived
- Umm. Just a sec...
- That's about it actually.
So as you can all tell it was a successful day
Generally, Reg should excel at showing. He is well-schooled, polite, handsome and eye-catching. His conformation is excellent, bar his big fat fetlock and that is excused under RoR rules. Last year at RNS he was very good aside from in the line up, and at Houghton this year he was even better. Hopes were high.
We arrived, and Reg was quite lit up so Al hopped on to take him for a wander. Arrived back half an hour later with them both dripping sweat and Reg breathing fire... People had started clapping and this was too much for such a highly strung beast as himself. Discretion being the better part of valour, Al got off and with some help manhandled him back to the box. A bath and some polos later Reg was much more himself, and was back to being a total dollop.
He is absurdly pretty!
Tacked up again and pottered over to the warm up where he went really sweetly...
But then the heavy horses with their carriages came past and all sense was lost. Al got off again (this is the girl who would merrily sit out 20 minute tantrums on Bee, as an indicator of how Reg was behaving!) and some sweet talking and cuddles meant he regained sense.
Entered the ring, and his racing instinct kicked in. I hate to break it to him, but this is about 4 years too late... But there were 22 other horses in there and Reg was going to beat them all. Al did her very best 'head up, sit back, smile' routine and they flew round the arena.
You'll note most of the photos are cantering ones. This is because this is mostly what Reg did.
It's hard work, trying to race 22 horses...
Amazingly, he was pulled in 8th. God knows that the others horses had done... Murdered the judge's sister?
He stood in the line up with all his usual grace and patience:
But did go sweetly enough for the ride judge (with no one to race, he settled) and then posed beautifully for Jenny Pitman:
He does look quite nice really...
They then stood about and tried to regain some composure:
The steward asked them to get back on, and Al took a minute to send some prayers to anyone listening for Reg not to explode again:
They were pulled in 8th initially, and seemed to stay about there so no frillies or money. Reg has never behaved more like a racehorse, including the 6 years he spent in training, and he sulked the whole way home. Al took him out on his favourite hack the next day which appeased him somewhat
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