Out of my League?

Well, this weekend was the schooling show with Cheyenne. And it was, well, so-so. Although there were some things working against her at first, so I can hardly blame her for some of it. We got there and the power was out at the fairgrounds, so the show was being run in the dark, with little pathetic emergency lighting so that we were barely out of the pitch black. Cue the crazy spooky-ness of every shadow and noise. But then the lights came on, thank the lord. So she was being much better. But Bliss, a horse buddy of hers that my boss also owns, was also there showing. Cue the insane herd-boundness. Ha, I couldn't get her to slow down, or listen to me at all. So here we are in a western walk-trot class, and she is zooming around at a speedy trot trying to catch up to her buddy. But after Bliss was taken out and we were on our own, Cheyenne improved a lot. She was listening to me, she was trying, she was being good. But I must say, there were a lot of horses there that were VERY good. Very broke, like...professionally broke, cookie-cutter western pleasure horses. How much chance does cute little Cheyenne have against that? Well, not a whole lot. But Cheyenne did her best, I did my best, and it was a pretty good day. It was a good experience for her. And I must say, I am not a western rider by any means, but we looked pretty spiffy in our show getup. Cheyenne was wearing her nice silver bridle and breastcollar, I was sporting my brand new show chaps and hat [which proceeded to fly off my head at our first canter...okay, it is too big]


So yes, that was all great and such. Meanwhile, I have been working Oscar some more. He was great yesterday. I wore spurs with him, and it makes a huge difference. He moves forward better and stays more in front of your leg, he picks up his gaits quicker, its fabulous. We trotted and cantered over some ground poles- I am on my baby-steps way to jumping Mr. Warmblood! Most exciting, perhaps though, is our trailer loading work! Oscar is horrible for loading, and so I was specifically assigned to teaching him to load. And yesterday for the first time I got him in the trailer with the divider closed on him! Success! He was quiet, and I fed him some grass from outside through the window! Yay!
Look! Proof! He was in the trailer! The divider was closed! He wasn't being crazy! I work him again on Thursday, so let us hope that he lets me do this again. One can only hope, right?


Well, what else is there? Gypsy got home alright, and is well on her way to living the cushy pasture pet life. I can only imagine that she is rather excited to not be asked to do anything but munch grass. I haven't been able to get out and work BeauD or Beary or anybody. Rather sad. I was going to ride BeauD yesterday but the fairgrounds were closed. I am going to try and get out and ride Bears today...she is probably getting a complex. All that work and progress and riding, and then BAM! Nothing. Poor girly. She probably wants some attention and loving. So today we will see how good she is, with so much time off. I'm sure she will be just as good as she was though....she is kind of like that. Good old Beary! What a cutie.