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I got to the barn before the horses were being brought in for dinner. I went out and Brahma ran away while Rob came toward me. He only balked once on the way to the barn, that's pretty good.
This made me chuckle a bit as Louise's husband Scott asked her the other day when Robby was getting Gelded. Ha ha. Rob is and definitely should be a gelding. Scott thought he was still a stud colt because he's a bit more firey than the others when going out and coming in from the pasture. Seeing that the other horses at the barn are draft-horse crosses or REALLY old, I'm fine with that.
Rob was great in the cross ties as the Stallion Fierro was in his stall so he wasn't alone in the barn. I put his saddle pad and surcingle on. He still picks up his left front leg and actually can touch his heart girth with his hoof as I'm tightening the cinch - arghhhh. He's getting better. He was kind of a brat with the bit today, he was great yesterday. He took it fine but he was all over the place with his head.
He was a little naughty with his left front for picking, but the other hooves were good.
He was great stepping into the water puddle before reaching the indoor arena. I'm not sure if he doesn't notice it because the mini-isle is dark or if he just doesn't care. Either way I'm impressed that he'll step into inches of water without making a big deal about it.
We went into the big indoor and shut the gate. He was a little hot, but manageable until... three horses were being brought in through the arena gate. He turned into SADDLEBRED. It was really pretty, but I think he grew an entire hand! After that it was pointless to have him hold still. I let him free lunge for a while. While he was getting himself worked up I started walking around the arena ignoring him. He couldn't resist. He stopped cantering and trotted towards me. I continued to ignore him. He dropped to a walk and started to follow me around - well sort of. He'd walk up to me and if I acted like I saw him he turn around and take off at a full gallop.
My next trick was to take the plastic bag out of my pocket and shake it -- yep he came trotting towards me forgetting he was afraid of being alone. I latched the Parelli lunge line and he was GREAT. He walked and trotted both directions and cantered to the right. He's not as keen on cantering to the left and I'm fine with that.
By the end he was licking and chewing. I was so proud of him. We walked through both arenas stopping and practicing whoa-ing in the "scarey" places (in each doorway, through the squeeze areas
I am the owner of Khristopher Robin. Robby is a 3/4 arab 1/4 saddlebred Chestnut gelding, foaled August 2009.