Doncella
Well-Known Member
To the point of depression actually. At first the yard was lively and competitive now I am the only competing adult on the yard. The rest are around 15 spoiled little divas ranging from 7 to 17. Totally indulged, no manners, the whole place is like a creche. A normal evening is having to wait for them to stop galloping round the only arena. This can take up to 2 hours, none of the parents think to tell them that it is unfair to continually canter a 20 year old pony round and round and round.
If the arena is harrowed within an hour of abuse it is like a ploughed field.
I set off this year with the intention of co0mpeting at BE100 but between the weather and the spoiled little sts my horse has gone backward. Because I can't school he has lost all interest which also means he won't hack. I am at my wits end as the area is littered with similarly amaturish, poxy little yards.
Ran over.
If the arena is harrowed within an hour of abuse it is like a ploughed field.
I set off this year with the intention of co0mpeting at BE100 but between the weather and the spoiled little sts my horse has gone backward. Because I can't school he has lost all interest which also means he won't hack. I am at my wits end as the area is littered with similarly amaturish, poxy little yards.
Ran over.