"For fun, in Florida," Jill informed the owners of her current riding hang out, as they cut diagonally across the feild behind the paddocks to avoid all the stallion-paddocks, "I would hack right along the fenceline of the quarter horse stallion of the neighbours farms." It was true she was the only stand in exercize rider that could take the ponies through the narrow straight electric fence walkway home that the horse-owners insisted their horse could never handle.
She hacked past the alligator pond on the boss's horses now didn't she? ha.
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Monday, June 15, 2009
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Spring Fever
"You are not giving that pony enough to think about" Jill counselled a student passing by. Just one second too late...
splat,
the rider hit the dirt before the sentence was even finished.
splat,
the rider hit the dirt before the sentence was even finished.
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Horses are dangerous but so is living in a big city. My aunt mentioned four stabbings in one weekend and my uncle said “You couldn’t PAY me to live there.”
Thursday, May 07, 2009
Sorry
for spooking across the lawn.
is that story down in here already?
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“that very special bond between driver and horse”
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the paso fino like cantered on the spot when she asked him to slow the rythm
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is that story down in here already?
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“that very special bond between driver and horse”
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the paso fino like cantered on the spot when she asked him to slow the rythm
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Tuesday, May 05, 2009
jill new the owner wouldn’t want their shoes off. and she had them turned out together despite the owner’s elief that the little guy would massacre the retired old guy. jill could see why she would be mad, but also, jill thought she was taking over their care…
Sunday, May 03, 2009
She'd seen on his twitter status updates that he'd planned on going riding, but the rain sent him to the movies instead. She posted that she recommended riding in the rain too, ha!
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The first lesson went in the arena and voted to ride out. They mounted outside the arena and rode to the ring and after about 15 min a crazy wind came up and the pelting rain was bad enough to make a run to the arena. Jill looked the other way while they rode through the doorway mounted, with the exception of the big chesnut who had been acting up in the weather in the first place.
As soon as they were all indoors, it stopped. They felt choked with the dust.
Jill liked having a helper in their to help move the flower boxes. And, run with the manure fork for clean ups as required. "Do you think you'll be an instructor someday?"
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The second lesson saw the same student flying through the air TWICE. ack.
"I'm not as tough as her" big sister protested the horse change proposal "if I fall off I'll cry."
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The bareback school mid week meant the 7 yr old did not get easy canter transitions from the fat grey mare. Bringing in the wee black pony for a wee groom by the 4 yr old was a good distraction in frisky weather for the youngster's ride on a scooty chesnut with flaxen mane and tail. Her gramma practiced lunging again.
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The first lesson went in the arena and voted to ride out. They mounted outside the arena and rode to the ring and after about 15 min a crazy wind came up and the pelting rain was bad enough to make a run to the arena. Jill looked the other way while they rode through the doorway mounted, with the exception of the big chesnut who had been acting up in the weather in the first place.
As soon as they were all indoors, it stopped. They felt choked with the dust.
Jill liked having a helper in their to help move the flower boxes. And, run with the manure fork for clean ups as required. "Do you think you'll be an instructor someday?"
*
The second lesson saw the same student flying through the air TWICE. ack.
"I'm not as tough as her" big sister protested the horse change proposal "if I fall off I'll cry."
*
The bareback school mid week meant the 7 yr old did not get easy canter transitions from the fat grey mare. Bringing in the wee black pony for a wee groom by the 4 yr old was a good distraction in frisky weather for the youngster's ride on a scooty chesnut with flaxen mane and tail. Her gramma practiced lunging again.
Friday, April 24, 2009
Nature
"The littlest one in the barn is usually NOT the easiest one to ride." was a slogan Jill used for her classes involving the smallest ponies.
At one of her new stables, she was using a tiny chesnut named Cheerio who had earned a few other handles as well. She was probably 18, probably broken to drive and momma to a few other cuties on the property...
One day a seven year old student enjoyed the most enjoyed the part of her lesson where they tried to think of more appropriate monikers, agreeing in the end on "Challenging Cheerio." Back in the barn Jill ranted on to the owner, "She was such a brat." She can be a cow, he agreed. Jill continued, "The rider would address the initial evasion so the pony would invent a new, tougher objection. Over and over and over..." "That's the definition of a cow." he chuckled.
When the 12 year old made her canter, she would go a few strides then stop and buck. And then buck again when the accomplished young equestrian managed to keep pushing with the leg and seat and throw in a whack with the crop. Egads!
And then she saw the pony's true nature. It almost infuriated Jill the way that same animal would be as gentle and good as gold with the keen 4 1/2 year old. "I am not kidding, she is such an angel you can actually SEE the halo!" Jill was amazed actually at the way you could SEE the pony take care of the student. And, she just loved to sniff the child. It was priceless.
At one of her new stables, she was using a tiny chesnut named Cheerio who had earned a few other handles as well. She was probably 18, probably broken to drive and momma to a few other cuties on the property...
One day a seven year old student enjoyed the most enjoyed the part of her lesson where they tried to think of more appropriate monikers, agreeing in the end on "Challenging Cheerio." Back in the barn Jill ranted on to the owner, "She was such a brat." She can be a cow, he agreed. Jill continued, "The rider would address the initial evasion so the pony would invent a new, tougher objection. Over and over and over..." "That's the definition of a cow." he chuckled.
When the 12 year old made her canter, she would go a few strides then stop and buck. And then buck again when the accomplished young equestrian managed to keep pushing with the leg and seat and throw in a whack with the crop. Egads!
And then she saw the pony's true nature. It almost infuriated Jill the way that same animal would be as gentle and good as gold with the keen 4 1/2 year old. "I am not kidding, she is such an angel you can actually SEE the halo!" Jill was amazed actually at the way you could SEE the pony take care of the student. And, she just loved to sniff the child. It was priceless.
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