Anyone need a saddle?
May. 10th, 2005 02:50 pmAlso, since I haven't done a Tisa update in awhile ...
First off, Tisa's leg wound is pretty much done healing. No more bandages,goo, or oral medication. We're still throwing some vet wrap on it for turn out to keep the bugs from pestering the area since it doesn't all have hair but other than that, we're done. There's a little bit of scarring and some slight muscle bumps but otherwise it healed clean. The hair is even coming in black. Arabs are known for the hair over scar tissue coming in white, so that's a plus.
We've started our trail riding for the season. I've been going out with Anne and Crosby. Crosby is a big Irish warmblood who came to the US with Anne for school a few years ago. Crosby is the 2nd biggest horse I know, the first being Camero who topped out around 18.2 hands. Crosby is an eventing fool who, at the ripe old age of 15, still doesn't understand that you don't HAVE to canter at 90 mph. Needless to say, his dressage tests could use some work but he does really well cross country.
Anyways, we've been going trail riding together. Its fun, since Tisa has to canter to keep up with Crosby's fast trot and gallop to keep up with his canter. If Tisa is leading, you hear this rumbling thunder coming up behind you as Crosby comes charging up ... cause if the horse in front is cantering, by GOD, he's going to canter too. Still, they get along with each other really well. They also seem to egg each other on as to who can trot the fanciest. Tisa has grace, arab style, and a english pleasure father going for her. Crosby has 10 years of dressage training under his belt and can pull his knees up to his chin when he's in the mood. We make an intersting picture, trotting down the road with the two horses strutting for all they are worth and Anne and I laughing our heads off. Of course, my head comes to the bottom of Anne's rib cage thanks to the horses' height difference, which makes the picture all the more amusing.
As for our dressage lessons, Tisa is learning to dance. On a good day, I can drop my reins and do walk/trot/halt transitions, figure eights, and leg yields using just my legs, butt and weight distribution. On a bad day, we argue and fight and Tisa pretends to be a jack hammer and I pretend to be a bag of half rotten potatoes. Its a pretty even toss up which one we get, any given day. We are making progress, though
We started doing jumping again but my dressage instructor doesn't want her cantering too much until we get the trot consistant. Therefore, we're doing very very tiny jumps that can be taken at the trot. Half the time, Tisa just trots over them and doesn't even bother trying to jump them. Still, it gets her out of the dressage ring and doing something different.
Last saturday, we vacuumed her for the first time. Yes, vacuumed. As in big machine that sucks dirt up. They make them for livestock. Really. She was a little leary at first but, after she got over the noise, I think she rather enjoyed it. By the end she was standing on the cross ties half asleep. I know I enjoyed it. I got a clean horse without spending 2 hours bathing her, which always results in me getting totally soaked.
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Date: 2005-05-10 11:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-05-11 05:50 am (UTC)(I can't help but wonder how Chris's horses would react...
but it would probably involve rolling in the mud immediately after,
just as with any cleaning.)
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Date: 2005-05-11 01:40 pm (UTC)