| Envinyatar ( @ 2008-04-13 18:55:00 |
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| Entry tags: | horses, rl |
horse talk
Not dead, just having a lot of stress at work and family stuff and my friend with the panic attacks to take care of.
So. Because it looks like there's a thunderstorm coming and I'm waiting for my food to finish cooking, let me ramble away about horse-related stuff.
I have my Peppo back!
Two years ago I had two horses placed under my care, a (then) 17-year old Trakehner gelding whom I built up from scratch - he hadn't been properly trained in three, maybe more years - and the (now) 11-year old (I think?) Hanoverian gelding Peppo.
I trained both of them for about a year. Golding, the Trakehner, was pretty easy. Despite his complete lack of proper training I had him tournament-ready in about half a year, which I think pretty good considering that he'd been ridden wrong by his owner. He loved work and he wasn't that complicated, so all was good.
Peppo is different. He's a nervous horse and on top of that very sensitive in the mouth. As my trainer says: "If you can ride him, you can ride any horse." I'd ridden a lot of horses up to that point, but none as sensitive as Peppo. It took me some time to figure him out, especially when it came to canter. We had some draw-backs, then it was better, then not so good etc. But I loved him. He is such a friendly, cuddly horse and just all-around awesome, I just. Fell for him so hard.
Then Golding's owner decided to take him out of training and brought him to another stable, and I decided it would be a good point to stop riding altogether for a couple months so I could concentrate on school. Another rider took over Peppo, which broke my heart, but well, what can you do?
Last summer I began riding again, but Peppo remained under the other rider's care. I got a black mare, Jessica, but I never really clicked with her. I was looking for another horse, but never found one.
Now, the person who was riding Peppo is sick, and I rode him again on Friday. GOD, it felt like a homecoming. He was different from how he used to be - for one, he didn't react to my legs like, AT ALL (and I'd never ridden him with a whip, but man did I wish for one right then), so it wasn't perfect.
But today - considering it was the second time I sat on him after one and half a year - it damn well was. He reacted. Our connection was awesome. He was on the bit the entire time.
I FEEL SO GOOD RIGHT NOW.
I'm really looking forward to riding him tomorrow, and who knows, maybe I'll begin jumping again with him?