It’s been a long time since I felt like a kid on a horse. Somehow falling off has become a much scarier thing. But I had a fun time this morning. Dave and I rode up to the north pasture. It is a beautiful peaceful place with a pond and forest and wild things. When we got back I thought I would move the horse herd to the mare pasture until the broodmares come home from the breeding farm.
Well the old retired broodmares got into the paddocks. They like to snoop about at the best of times and they found a pile of enticing hay in there so they weren’t going to let Eddie with me on his back chase them out. Funny thing but if it was Eddie by himself they would be moving toward the gate right away. Apparently they realize just what a handicap I am to Eddie compared to his solo herding work. We were galloping up and down the pens and it was all lots of fun but then they started kicking at us and I had to go get a weapon.
I thought that Eddie might react to me whomping on other horses with the “whip” but the very first time I smacked one of the mares on the butt with it and she jumped and ran, he was onto the game. Would put me in range and I would touch them with the end of the rope and they were gone. Still lots of galloping around but way more fun when you don’t have to worry that they are going to stop and kick.
Eddie loved it too. It is so fun to ride a horse that is truly collected and using himself. He was sweating when we were done but we were both smiling. My fitbit had 9000 steps on it. LOL
Probably not a game everyone would enjoy but reminded me of old times. It was like being a kid again and not being afraid of all the things that could hurt me. Not sure why it kicked in at this moment but I am sure glad it did. LOL
Lynn

