Mate is not a horse you want 'hot'.
"I am crazy. Sorry."
On Sunday, our little 'play' ride took a bit on an unexpected turn...
We went from this:
Nice relaxed, plod around the arena. No problems.
To this:
I simply asked him for a 'bigger' trot....
...and apparently entered 'buck city'.
Then back to this:
He's so funny, isn't he?
Still not sure how in the world I managed to stay on - but we ended on a fantastic note; first canter tackless.
Anyway, my boy is still very sore. I no longer have a saddle and won't for a good two months! So moving will have to wait for a little while longer than I planned. This is why I hate saddles...
Until I get my hands on a proper fitting saddle, it'll just be lunging and ground work for this mule.
"I said sorry."
