Fall Fun

Sorry I have been so quiet this summer! I am only able to get out to see my girls on Saturdays, but I feel we still have accomplished a good deal. Two weeks ago Cheyenne astounded me and found the courage to walk by the mini donkeys, mini horses, and mare-eating goats for the first time ever! She stopped to look around a few times, but never went stoic like she typically does before she panics and insists that we head back to the pasture. We enjoyed a two hour solo trail ride, and I'm hoping to use that trail a lot more often since we have a new goal of doing a 25 mile endurance ride next year! :)

One of the horse-eating ponds on the trail :)

At the end of the trail, enjoying the view :)

After our trail ride I noticed she had dry spots above her scapula and ruffled air down either side of her spine. After some help from a Parelli Professional on Parelli Connect I learned that her saddle is pinching her withers and too wide on her back. I decided it was time to do some saddle fitting, so last weekend I spent all my horsey time measuring the withers and back of Cheyenne and Gweny, and to my surprise Cheyenne has extra wide withers (I'm guessing because her withers are nearly non-existent so it's really sitting more on her shoulders) and Gweny's are medium wide (her withers are taller but narrower). My western saddle fits neither of my horses, and so I think it's time to sell a few saddles and buy two newer, well fitting saddles :) 

Today was pretty random. I had no real plan, and just decided what our game plan was while haltering. With Cheyenne I suddenly felt a spark up my ass to finally try a spin at liberty, so off to the round pen we went. We practiced online for about 10 minutes having her do her spin around a cone so she had a reason to spin (to circle the cone) and then I felt she had enough of a general gist of the exercise to throw the halter off and try it at liberty. She needed a little reassurance after the change of direction to keep turning, but she really hung in there and just blew my socks off :) We did it a few more times just to solidify what she learned, and called it a day.

Our first spin at liberty

With Gweny I am embarrassingly not as far as I should be. Yes she is LBI and challenges me constantly for dominance which slows progress, but with only getting to see my girls once a week, and Cheyenne being my much more advanced horse, it's easy to put Gwen on the back burner. Alanna Farrell, my Parelli Instructor helped me out with my impulsion issues under saddle via video coaching and just doing more point-to-point and having a true destination in mind made a huge difference in our riding. She started to see me as more of a leader since I had a game plan and stuck to it, and in one ride offered me more than she had in all of our other rides combined. Today however I had a different game plan for her ;) We did something I have been putting off for far too long, and that is change of direction. She picked it up so quickly! When I taught Cheyenne I had to use the fence to stop her so I could turn her around and finish the change, but with Gweny she just needed a little driving game with the carrot stick, and she was off in the other direction! I think a big factor was that I am a lot clearer now with my ques than I was when I taught Chey because I was learning as well, but it made me feel great that a mare with dominant, argumentative tendencies didn't put up a fight when asked to change directions, which is a dominate request. We did it a few times both ways and called it a night :) I am so blown away by these two incredible girls, and I can't believe I'm the one who gets to learn and play with them. I feel so honored and so lucky to have them in my life. One great day in the pasture makes the other six days of the week seem so much better.

Gweny taking a well deserved break 

Fired Up Friday!

Welcome to this week's FIRED UP FRIDAY!

Most of us tend to get caught up in our goals.. this could be passing the Parelli levels, progressing to Prelim in XC, running a quicker pole pattern, etc. Goals are fabulous and they keep us going. Many of us don't need to be pushed to progress, compete, and up our game in general. But what we also need to keep in mind is our inner child. Have fun with your horse! They get burnt out just like us, and sometimes we look over the signs when our tunnel vision kicks in and says "I need to get a 65% at the Ice Breaker Dressage show, I better train hard!". 

This is what your horse will say when Serious Sally walks into his field!

Let's also look at it this way, with a perspective we can all relate to. You're at work, and your company is trying to beat your competitor across town in sales. Manager A comes in and just stares over your shoulder while your working. Then she starts to nitpick. "Sit up straight. Why did you wear that outfit today? How are your numbers? You need to be utilizing the strategies I emailed you. Have you followed up on all your voicemails?". She means well, and she wants to see you succeed, but she does it in a critical, goal oriented manner. She might even say it with a smile, but that doesn't help your anxiety levels every time she comes around you.

Next, Manager B comes waltzing up to your desk. "Heeeey! How are you? {gives you a hug} Is your head cold getting any better? Your numbers are looking fabulous, and I even emailed you a list of strategies to help keep them soaring. Let me know if you need anything, and by the way, love your shirt!".  She has a genuinely positive attitude, takes a personal interest in you, not just your performance, and you feel more at ease and confident every time she comes around.

Seriously, who would you rather work for? More specifically, who would you go the extra mile for? I'm pretty sure we would all pick Manager B, and so would your horse. Like Pat Parelli says, they start feeding off of your engergy before you even enter the pasture. We need to make down time a priority and take advantage of our horse's play drive. When I was young I did what now would be considered the extreme friendly a LOT. I tied my sweater over my horse's eye balls, put my gloves over his ears, did summer-salts between his legs, rode him backwards, you name it I probably did it at some point. When I look back, I realize how much better my relationship with my horses was, and what a big impact goofing off had. He was definitely desensitized to anything and everything, he was confident in new situations and with new objects around him, and that little guy put his heart and soul into everything we did. We had an amazing bond, and our main priority was fun. 


 

I love seeing people making leaps and bounds with their furry friends, and it's so cool to watch them continue to climb the ladder and accomplish their horsey dreams. However I keep reading about horsewomen and men hitting a wall, finding a decline in their rapport and relationship, and feeling totally lost. Don't ever forget the value of play for yourself or your pony. Stop taking everything so seriously, and just relax. If you're not smiling and laughing when you're together, find a way to make that happen, and if nothing else you'll walk away from having the time of your life with your bestest buddy :) 

Megan 1, Bee 0

Saturday and Sunday were great :) Unfortunately I'm writing this five days later, so the details are a bit fuzzy, but we definitely had some good moments. Saturday I warmed up Cheyenne which took a matter of minutes, and from the moment we left the dry lot for the play pen she was connected and responsive. How cool! Once I got on (this time under saddle) we once again did a million transitions, this time with some cantering peppered in. It's funny, growing up cantering and galloping were my two favorite speeds, but once Cheyenne became my main horse, we have really stuck to walk/trot. She had a lot of issues finding balance with a rider while cantering, and could never get the correct lead which didn't help, so we kind of just avoided it. It is definitely my fault for not helping her instead of just ignoring it, so now we are making some progress. She was a star as always, and we even went out of the pasture into the yard with her staying LB and acting like a partner! This was a huge deal since normally her threshold is the pasture fence, and anything beyond that calls for wide eyes and prey animal instincts to kick in. My five year old nephew even sat on her again while she grazed, and she acted like an old pro! I can't believe how far my little RBE has come. Most days you can't even tell she used to be a little reactive ball of nerves and RBE frenzy. I'm trying really hard to not hang onto the past and raise expectations for her instead of treating her like how she used to be, and days like that she makes it so easy :) I couldn't be more proud of that little lady!

My nephew and Cheyenne <3

Saddle fort!

My pretty lady :)

  

Straddling the pole for the first time!

Sunday it was finally Gwen's turn, and when she saw the halter finally coming in her direction she shoved her nose in it, ready to play! I got into LBI/LBE mode (which is pretty easy since that is my humanality) and off we went! Well, almost. We played with the F8 OL, sent her over a jump, played with COD, but all the while there was this huge bee buzzing around her legs, front left armpit, and hind end! It was the weirdest bee too, it flew in the fetal position, was huge, and super fuzzy. She tried really hard to be good, and she was really willing to play and only gave me semi-sour faces when asked for transitions, however she couldn't help but swish her tail at the bee, try to kick it, bite it, etc. After a few minutes I gave up and figured it was time for her spa treatment, and maybe I could drown that little dude at the same time ;)

Gweny watching the neighbors

I sprayed her off and he seemed to stay away while she was wet, but when it's nearing 90 degrees it doesn't take long for her to dry off. I had to chop her long mane I worked so hard to grow out, which really sucked, but had to be done. With me being there only once a month (and once winter hits and the mountain pass gets bad it will be less than that :[ ) it just turns into giant knots. Her mane and tail are so thick, if they aren't constantly braided, they're a huge mess. My scissors were going really dull however, so it wasn't the prettiest job, and she now looks like she rides in the 'short trailer', but whatever. It has to feel better than having big knots in your hair!

Perfect summer day 

The bee came back, and it was war. I tried spraying him with the hose but could never get him, so I grabbed a short fat stick. My goal was to smack him onto the ground then squish him with my boot. I hit him a few times, but he would only be on the ground for a split second than fly off again. I was at it for about 20 minutes (or felt that long, anyway) and just gave up and lounged in the shade while Gweny happily enjoyed some fresh grass.

When I finally put her to bed the bee was still around, and this time going from horse to horse looking for who knows what. Seriously, since when do bees obsess over horses? I let Gweny go and had some undemanding scratchy time with her and Cheyenne, and on my way out Chey was right behind me. As I was opening the gate, I turned around and saw it right next to her, so I smacked it with my had as hard as I could and finally squished the crap out of him!! Not today, bee!!! That's what you get for messing with my babies!!

I'm now back home and missing them all over again. I was really hoping to have them here by March, and now it looks like it might not be until next summer. For now I just have to enjoy our short but awesome weekends :)

No other happiness could be as great as this :)

242 miles later, I am enjoying another pony weekend :) The rope I had up for my round pen has mysteriously vanished, and the arena has turned into a bushy, goat head infested forest, so play area it was :) I grabbed Cheyenne and we warmed up with a little OL play.. she was LB, sluggish, and did what I asked, but she was by no means connected. Just happy to be next to her, I thought "I don't care" and just hopped on bridleless after she had been untouched for over a month. She still wasn't going anywhere fast, but she decided to pretend like she didn't know any of her leg or neck string cues, so it was back to ground work to get a good connection going and get that responsiveness back. It took about two minutes haha. We played the yo-yo game which quickly woke her up when I didn't allow her to fiddle with anything and everything as she thought about backing, and then we moved onto "a million transitions" on the circle game both ways. Tracking left she tried to convince me she didn't have the physical ability to walk, but once she finally offered consistent down transitions and maintained the walk for an entire lap we switched directions and tracking right they were near flawless :) We played STM in a rapid "walking for two strides.. NOW TROT!! Ooh now we're stopping and backing five strides! Now trot two! Now walk! Back up again!" and she was quickly matching me step for step. Her expression improved and her eyes unglazed.. she knew Momma was back!

I put her back to bed for a few hours during the heat of the day, and after I took her halter off she was a totally different horse than when I went in to halter her :) In the beginning she wanted to play, but she seemed indifferent to me and basically had an unconcerned, alpha mare attitude. However when putting her back, she was glued to my side with a happy, content expression, and as I walked back to the house she hung her head over the railing and watched me all the way back to the door. Aaah, the little things in life :)

I went back out around 6:00, this time with my 12' line as well, ready to ride. I really wanted to focus on responsiveness, and kind of go back and refine the basics. It's funny how gentle we try to be with these animals, and rightly so as they are very sensitive, but watching them interact together opens my eyes to how lenient I have been when I ask them to do something. I walked into the pasture, and as per usual I was instantly surrounded by four eager muzzles. Cheyenne put her barrel up next to me trying to claim my right side, and when Gwen tried to approach Chey charged her, sending her into the loafing shed. When Gwen came back, all Cheyenne had to do was pin her ears and push the air with her nose and Gweny went flying. How interesting! Phases in the backwards order. Straight to phase 4, and the next time it took what I would guess would be a phase two? Either way, it was extremely effective and what better way to study horse behavior than straight from the source.

We went into the play area and on the 22' line and after the previous session her responsiveness improved ten fold. Yo-yo was snappy and she was responding off of subtle cues. I drug the 100 gallon water trough into the play pen (after evicting the world's largest black widow.. I felt imaginary spiders all over my skin for the next 10 minutes) and turned it upside down for a more challenging jump for her. This mare totally blew my mind! I've only asked her to go over it a handful of times before, and not only is it taller than most of my other jumps but it is also solid and has some width to it. Her little 14.3hh bad self cleared it with room to spare and gorgeous form, I might add! The next Theodore O'Connor? You betcha!

I switched to the 12' line, tied it into reins, and jumped on bareback to play with a million transitions to get her focused and relaxed. This is seriously one of the greatest patterns of all time next to the figure eight for so many reasons. It didn't take long for her to start focusing on me, and once we got good downward transitions I knew she was focused. Being bareback on her slick summer coat (and Arabian like frame) it can be hard to stay centered on her, so I made it a point to figure it out tonight. I am fortunate enough to have pretty long legs, so I made a conscious effort to stretch my legs as far down her barrel as possible and keep my seat centered. It worked really well, and I also as a side bonus figured out if I round my back (I'm sure it doesn't look correct) when I ask for an upward transition into the trot, not only am I more secure, but it couples perfectly with squeezing by cheeks for her cue. I have never felt so fluid trotting on her bareback in my entire life! I have pretty solid bareback balance on most horses, but she is a particularly hard one to sit between a thin frame and her ADHD swervy movements, but tonight it really clicked and it felt incredible! Such a great break through!

We spent the rest of the night going over smaller jumps and reminding her that just because there is grass in the field doesn't mean it is an on-the-go buffet ;) She felt so amazing, I felt every happy side effect a person could possibly feel! Light, energetic, bubbly, enthusiastic, and totally in flow with my girl. I had a sudden urge to gallop through all of the pastures and jump everything in sight, however being bareback and her feeling like an equine slip n' slide, I figured I would take our trotting success as enough of a win and call it a night. I let her grub out as I set up the cones into a question box for tomorrow, and put her to bed. We spent some good quality time together, scratching her in all her favorite places (in her ears, on her belly button, and in between her teets). While I was in town I picked up a Himalayan natural salt block and was super excited to see how they liked it! Chey, as you can see below, basically molested it from every angle and seemed pretty excited about it :) They get vitamins and have a salt block, so she shouldn't have been lacking too much salt, but she acted like it was the best thing ever. Which, in the summer, it probably is. A well deserved reward after an incredible session :) I can't wait for tomorrow!

Grubbin'!

The smile of approval on her new treat!

Happy ladies waiting for their turn to play :)