Wednesday, December 14, 2022
Wednesday, December 7, 2022
Tuesday, December 6, 2022
|Cassie's back though! |
It also meant that I asked Chriss to ride Gwyn for our next session so I could also make sure that my judgement of the situation had more than one data point. I do not regret this because it gave both of us more information! Chriss says a lot that Gwyn and her gelding Quinn are very similar. They have the same kinds of evasions and conformation struggles. When she got onto Gwyn, she was able to confirm this thought and feel what I'm feeling and working against in the saddle.
|Gwyn 'hleped' her organize.|
I also had a lesson with Emma and we worked on under saddle trot again and wow. Making sure Gwyn has impulsion to move forward is a current solution. She's really been offering a floaty trot when I get her straight, and using that haunches cue is now starting to transfer to the trot as well as the walk so she's carrying herself even better under saddle.
|You guys, she held this stretchy trot for SEVERAL CIRCLES|
|Corrie keeps cookies in her pockets and Gwyn KNOWS|
|All the equine clients had to pose with the reindeer antlers|
Saturday, December 3, 2022
I had a frustrating moment in a lesson where it seemed like all the work we'd been doing was for naught and Gwyn was still lame under saddle and it really sent me spiraling into some self blaming places. Regardless, I knew that mentally I would benefit from a change of pace where I knew I couldn't go wrong. The solution was, of course, a trail ride at Bridle Trails. The trails are all wide, well manicured, and I planned to remain at a walk and not be out longer than the length of the work Gwyn had been doing so far in lessons. Typically lessons are around an hour if you include the long lining, but this would be the first time I'd bump up the under saddle time since rehab began so in the manner of Long Slow Distance, we kept speed and distance low for an increased ride time. I just wanted her relaxed and stretched out over her back in the walk.
Friday, December 2, 2022
You were a beloved cat. You never put a paw wrong around children, preferring instead to just hide. Your purrs were earthquakes and you loved having your ears scratched deep deep, grossly inside.
I'm sorry I failed you at the end. I wish our goodbye could have been better planned and not a circumstance of my own error. I'm so so sorry. I keep thinking I hear you at night. We had a routine at bedtime and it's all messed me up. I'm glad I was able to be with you when you closed your eyes. I'll miss you so much.