Just a Few New Things

Since I don’t have a horse to dress up pretty, or search for tack for, I feel like I haven’t really bought any horse related items for awhile.  But I fixed that now with a few new things!

Bought: my first ever Ogilvy baby pad.  I hope it lives up to the hype!

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In action.

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Bought: Roeckls, supposedly to be saved for shows or at least summertime…except now I can’t stop using them.  In love.  Need every color.

Bought: more Riding Warehouse tees–because they are so comfortable!

Bought: Blue/Gold (barn colors) attachable reins. Halter hacks-here we go.

This was right about the time I realized I didn’t have my helmet and got back off.


In the works: Rainbow reins.  Because rainbows.  And practicing for gifts!

 

 Nothing major going down, it’s been nasty and cold lately so just kind of moseying along.  Hopefully lessons will be back in action later this week!   

 

 

February Schooling Show

Since our facility was hosting another show at the end of February, Dee and I were all set to go out and bop around the 2’6” classes again. The week of we had some good rides, some meh rides, and decided that schooling the morning of the show wasn’t worth the details.  I know that if I’d been on O again, I would’ve had a meltdown…and I’m guessing we would’ve had like 10 stops (one for each fence).  However, I felt pretty good about going in on Dee.  She doesn’t have a stop button, so I figured we’d be fine.

Okay so onto the media stuff: I do not remember the order, so I’m just winging it.  I believe there were 8 or so of us in these classes?  Also, my saddle pad does NOT fit Dee’s saddle.  I refuse to buy a saddle pad for her because I have no idea if we’ll show again.  So ignore the eye sore please.  Anyway.  Off we go.

We won this class (below).  The outside line by the crowd isn’t perfect, I avoided the chip, but had an ugly takeoff.  But I loved the way we rode this long approach green oxer and I think the diagonal rides really nice, even if we both got a little quick over the fence.

 

We got 2nd in this class.

It rode really nice, Dee couldn’t stop staring at the really bright sunspot in the corn of the ring, and cut it too close on the crowd outside line’s single.   But overall, happy with this round.

We got 3rd in this class.  I believe this was equitation, and  I was the only rider to ditch her coat for a sweater.  Worth it.  This round was fine, nothing glamorous, and I feel like maybe I couldn’t let off the gas pedal a bit.  I definitely had enough horse.

Dee and I also picked up a 2nd on the flat for under saddle, and a 5th on the flat for equitation.  The week before my trainer was calling this a sweater/winter coat affair…but then everyone showed up in jackets.  Except for me.  (wah wah)  It wasn’t a huge deal, but do feel like I was a little under dressed.  I guess I need to finally buck up a buy a new jacket eh?

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At the end of the day I was so pleased with Dee.  All of her family was there (showing/riding/cheering) so I was even more happy to give her a decent ride.  Trainer was happy, horse was happy, I was happy==big time win.

Dee and I had a quiet week last week because of my 3rd (and hopefully last) bout with the stomach flu.  Day care is atrocious sometimes.  Good think kids are cute, because they are little germ cities.  Fingers crossed this week we’ll be able to get back to regularly scheduled programming.

A Professional Relationship

I will openly admit to being one to anthropomorphize my animals, especially horses.  It was easy with O because she was ridiculously affectionate, and truly loved people.  I found myself thinking of her in some ways as a kindred soul; she was transparent, sweet, and just dying for love.  She was also a huge baby about any “ouchies” or things she didn’t like. Simply a more emotional creature all around.  I thought she was the yin to my yang and all that, so when I sold O, I figured that I would struggle to find another horse whose personality meshed well with mine.  I loved to be needed. I loved to hold her hand.

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Dee is literally the opposite of everything I’ve written above (except the sweet part, she’s still very sweet).  She is confident, independent, and used to being correct.  She does not need me.  In fact, she humors me by allowing me to monkey around on her.  She sees every ride as a task, and while she’ll relax for a nice hack outside, it never alters the fact that she’s the kid at school, rolling her eyes because her Mom is making her hold hands.  It cracks me up.

 

I call her a professional.  And honestly, even though I adore the horse, what we have is a professional relationship.  I don’t need to baby talk to her about how big and brave she’s being (even though I do), and I definitely don’t need to remind her how good she is.  She knows.  I also don’t need to melt into a gooey pile of mush about how much I love her all the time.

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This sweet girl.  

We have a good thing.  I adore her, I watch out for her, I give lots of rewards, I ride her well, and I respect her.  I love to ride her, and I am and will be eternally grateful for the confidence and joy she’s bringing to my life. I was joking last week that Dee is one of my few high functioning adult relationships.  It’s true.

And she’s not mine, and she has a whole family who love her to death.  I know that come summer she’s off to her next adventure with one of her girls.  While I will very badly miss having her around, I know that when she leaves I will also be able to be happy for her.  If anything, I think that tells of the success of our relationship.

 

Anyone else out there have a professional horse in their life?

 

 

Moving Right Along

We’ve got a horse show tomorrow, but I’m still riding the high from some great lessons lately.  So regardless of what happens, I’m feeling like the improvement is there.  Here’s some little clips of lessons lately…keep an eye out for:

  • Staying down and soft on the backside of the jumps.
  • Keeping Dee’s shoulders up on approach.
  • Attempting to keep my elbows in, less “chicken dance”.
  • Making a decision on distances and sticking with it.

Here we go.

I struggled at first (and struggle at the end of the other clip) with getting to this single at an odd stride.  But this one was my best ride, and really using my outside rein to keep her body straight.  Yay!

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She is adorbs.

 

Full course, complete with ugly last jump (you can see the second I waffle on my choice & pull).  Also-enjoy Dee’s pre-jump grunting! Ha!

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Eating these bigger oxers up lately. 

So there we are!  Happy with our overall picture and excited for what’s next.  Wish us luck!

 

The Nope Week

I’ve decided we’re having a nope week.  It’s where things look promising, and then end up with a big ole giant nope instead.

It was lovely Monday, a sunny 55 degrees, and I drove out to ride Dee with baby in tow.  Typically she eats her snack in her stoller, plays with her book, screams at the barn cats or Dee, drinks her milk and chills out with us.

Nope.

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  • Dee doesn’t want to go forwards.  Baby throws her pacifier (my insurance plan) on the grass.
  • I get off, get crop, give baby pacifier, get back on using a handy dandy hill to climb aboard.
  • Dee goes forward (yay), and I break out my new bluetooth remote (thanks Sarah from Eventing in Color for the idea) to snap some pics.  Oh but wait, cell phone has already fallen off of post.
  • I look over at baby, she has now thrown her book, paci, most of her snack on the ground.  She’s working on taking a shoe off.
  • I get off, prop up phone. Give baby back her crap.  Put shoe back on.
  • Climb back on Dee, proceed on wards.
  • Making all the way through cantering before baby proceeds to cry at me.  She’s pissed her shoes are off.
  • I give up.  Get off horse.  Grab stroller.  Proceed to tell them both they are going to be sold to a 3rd world country.
    • Joking people.  Not my horse to sell, and selling babies is illegal.

Our other hack this week was quite similar, only no baby to contend with.  Dee wasn’t a huge fan of the go button, and we got in a lovers quarrel about the fact she can indeed go around round as a little ball.  Her llama impersonation is not impressive.  I invented a new term for the pictures we got, and here it is.

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BLURGLY!

Blur-ugly.  You’re welcome.

Here’s to hoping this week takes a turn for the better for my lesson this weekend!

Winter Wonderland?

Except for not?  This February we’ve had temperatures as high as 75 degrees.  I actually took the baby on a walk in a TANK TOP the other day.  Too weird.

But.

I’m not complaining.  We’ve managed to give baths, and ride outside in beautifully thawed arenas.  So, so nice!  Dee was super excited and even went out in the front for  a short little gallop.  We kept it easy because honestly we’re having more issues with our hairy horses being super hot and lazy.  

Lesson this week was also great!  We managed to fail epically at the same little gynmastic over and over and over.  It was painful how badly we failed.
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Two trot poles, a big crossrail to a vertical….except the first three time we either tripped through the poles, or jumped the last pole with the crossrail, or flopped over the crossrail to barely make it over the vertical bounce.  I kept “dropping” Dee in front of the crossrail, or right after it.  She’d then sloth her way over the next jump, carting my butt like the angel she is.

Eventually trainer had to take out the front two poles so we could make it through the grid with a semblance of order.  We jumped around the rest of the course just fine once we got going, but it was rough there for a few minutes.  Here’s our funky little course. I love bending lines on this mare because she is so very adjustable!

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One Year Horseless 

Facebook reminded me today that a year ago, I watched my little bay mare walk on to someone else trailer and head off to her new family.  What I remember now is that as she pulled away is I thought that I had failed her completely and that my dreams were over.

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Getting ready to leave.

Things are easier when you know they are the right decision.  Easier.  Not easy.  I still miss her, and I’m lucky enough to have been able to reach out to her family a few times in the past 12 months and can report that she’s doing really great.

In the past year, I have ridden schoolies who gave me my strength back, Dee who gave me my guts back, and have found myself even more grateful for the support system I have now.  It honestly has seemed like a very, very long time since I’ve owned.  And while I appreciate and know the set up I have going now is working…I still miss that connection.  I constantly find myself looking at sale ads, or drooling over friends’ new shiny 4-legged babies.

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Cute DeeDee

I know that in the past year (and maybe more), I have accepted that I really would like my next purchase to be an all around citizen.  I loved that O was a neat little jumper.  But you couldn’t trail ride her without risking life/limb.  I loved that she would wear a western saddle and look adorable.  But I want to try it all; life is too short to not try.  I hope to find something that I can trail ride on, maybe foxhunt on, take to a hunter or jumper class, let my kid climb on, etc.  I don’t need a hack winner at this point in my life, and I’m cool with that.  Who knows what I’ll end up with, but I feel like I’m much more open to a variety of horses down the road.

So I’m celebrating my one year of horselessness with a lesson, and drinks with friends.  It has been a great year, regardless of how I felt that day O left.  And yes, dreams come back, even if they are a bit different than you pictured.  That’s not a bad thing at all.  God, I’m such a sap.  Cheers ya’ll.

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