Sometimes, it takes someone with more wisdom, abundant horse knowledge and horse heart, to give you a little help you see the forest through the trees. I consider myself a very fortunate person to have such a friend and mentor in Liz.
But I would be remiss in not mentioning all the other wonderful horse friends that me & G have acquired over the past 8+ years. Your kind words of encouragement were heart felt, and I thank all of you for taking the time to share your thoughts and stories.
I spent last Sunday just hanging out with G. Rather than letting him have his lunch hay with the herd, I set him up in his outdoor stall run, and while he happily munched on his hay, I gave him a thorough grooming. We had a nice long chat. Well I chatted, he listened - or least I think he listened. I apologized for failing him; and that I would try harder if we have to deal with the dreaded dog again. Then I stopped chatting and just sat on the groom tote and watched him eat. Every once in awhile he'd stop and do the camel lip thing on my knee. Not sure if he was checking out the jeans or simply scratching and itch, lol. All the reasons I fell in love with him in the first place came flooding back to me. His beauty, his heart, the sounds he makes as he eats. After he was done eating I took him out to the arena and let him loose. He trotted, cantered, and when he got to the corner where the kids popped out it was like the devil was after him. He galloped across the arena, screeched to a halt at the gate ( a sliding stop a reiner would've envied) raised that head as far as it could reach and snorted like crazy. When I asked him to move out again, he was a little crazed, but I kept asking him to slow and walk, and within about 5 minutes he finally did. After he circled me in both directions a few times I asked him to hoa, and then gave him the signal to follow me. We then walked around the arena for about 10-15 minutes.
He shadows me like a heeling dog. I stop, he stops, I turn, he turns, I back up so does he. Again the flood of wonderful memories of why we are together rush over me. I stopped, he stopped and I just hugged his neck. He doesn't quite understand it when I get emotional, but he puts up with me. I cried a little, then had another heart to heart as I gave G a mini massage and had another chat. The best therapist on the planet; the other reason why I love him so. Tomorrow hubby heads to New York for his buddie's last lost weekend (getting married in July). I'm going to head to the barn and spend some quality time with G. It's supposed to be in the 50's so maybe we'll get a small ride in, maybe not. Just spending time with him is a good time.
When I come home I've got some beautiful new papers and accessories from the scrapbook store Thursday, so I'm going to create! It's going to be another wonderful indulgent day!!
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And lest I forget.....
A rider needs to recognize the horses' need for self-preservation in Mind, Body and third factor, Spirit...he needs to realize how the persons approach can assure the horse he can have his self-preservation and still respond to what the person is asking him to do. ~ Tom Dorrance
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