Wednesday, May 18, 2016
Yep, I'm living the dream. There is nothing more fulfilling than a morning walk with the Hounds....and little, teeny Maggie Mae Moosamus.
I've been so busy integrating Loki, I haven't been working the horses. We also had our well go out last week, and we've been spending all our time off at the house with the well people. They still haven't figured it out.
I remind myself that life is full of seasons, and I'll be back in the saddle soon enough.
Friday, May 13, 2016
Irish Wolfhounds aren't for everyone, but my husband and I are ALL IN with the wolfhounds. One is better than none, two is better than one, and 10 would be heaven. Really, heaven, for me, has to have Irish Wolfhounds and horses.
As you all know, I grew up with an IW, Mish of Ballykelly, from the time I was a baby. She was one of the lucky ones who lived to be 10 years old, so I was about 12 when she passed. As far as I was concerned, the only dogs to have were Irish Wolfhounds.
I wasn't sure my husband was an IW person though, so I waited to get another one until six years ago. Turns out, he loves them, too, and now we've decided to never be without a wolfhound.
I introduced you to Loki in another post, and told you that we were going to go meet him before we committed.
He was in Walla Walla, WA with his breeder. Turns out, we were going to Walla Walla anyway for the Spring Barrel Wine Release, so we chose that day to hang out with Loki.
(Mike and Loki at the breeder's home. I believe that's his mama in the background.)
Yesterday, the breeder drove up and met us at a park for the first introduction of Riagan and Loki--neutral ground. It worked out wonderfully. After the park, she drove him to our house and hung out for a bit, then left for a few hours to the hotel near our house. He cried a little bit and looked for her. At 6:00, she came back for dinner and hung out again, and then left for the night. Loki slept in our bedroom and was really, really good. This morning, LeeAnn, his breeder, came to breakfast for one last goodbye.
He has a wonderful temperament, just like a Wolfhound should have. He'll be two years old on Saturday, and he still has that puppyish personality. The friend who arranged all of this, Janey, was at dinner last night, too, and brought over a bag of squeaky toys. Loki played and played with them--like a happy 2 year old. So, he's got the puppy spirit without the chewing and accidents in the house. Win-Win for us!
We already love him. He fit right in and it seems, strangely, as if he's always been here.
Wednesday, May 4, 2016
"When we come to a horse, we have to take into account the physiological impression of our affect on her."
(Unsaddling Leah after our morning ride. Ha!)
Today was a better day with Leah. I had to ride before work again, and I had an even smaller window, so we worked on standing still while mounting, walking out, and side-passing. Altogether, it was 15-20 minutes in saddle, but they were 15-20 positive minutes. Her side-passing had especially improved...like 100 percent! I was so proud of her that we ended on that note.
Annette, over at Aspen Meadows, watched the documentary, Path of the Horse, (free on YouTube) and wrote about it. I decided to watch it again today, in between patients here at the office, and I was so happy I did. I saw some glaring mistakes I had slipped back into with Leah.
I think it was Mark Rashid who said in the video, "Through our training, we take out all the softness in the horse and then we have to spend all our time trying to put it back in." He said that softness comes from the inside and lightness comes from the outside. Softness is that stillness they have grazing at peace in the pasture, and they should take that with them whenever they're with us.
It was also Rashid who said we have to be like the leader in the herd, not the alpha. In my case, that's Old Red. I have to be Old Red! And, Have a mind like still water.
Alexander Nevzorov: "When we come to a horse, we have to take into account the physiological impression of our affect on her. (This reminds me of indirect pressure--Dorrance) We are mammals, we are all physiological beings. You're listening to me with very big interest, but if right now I put in your pocket some burning coal, no matter how interesting I am, you will be running and screaming and jumping around your camera, but not listening to me. Everything in us mammals has a great dependency on physiological feelings and the art of speaking horse language is first a skill to not cause her physiological discomfort or pain."
Klaus Hemfling: "We wonder why they are not dancing anymore."
A quote from me:
I want to dance, and I want my horses to dance. Life's too short not to dance every damn day!
Monday, May 2, 2016
As long as we are persistent in our pursuit of our deepest destiny, we will continue to grow. We cannot choose the day or time when we will fully bloom. It happens in its own time.
Leah, peaking into my dream trailer--my instructor's new ride!
But getting to 50 Days is something to celebrate!
Last week, day 47, I had another trotting lesson with Leah, and it went much better than the previous (video) one. We worked on being able to turn her with just a squeeze of the fist on the rein.
Day 48, I worked with a trainer who rode Leah for me at the lope. She also evaluated her for me and told me what I need to work on.
Day 49, I met the same rider/trainer and she worked again with Leah on the lope, but my instructor, Regina, was also there, and we all talked about where Leah was at and what we need to do.
Basically, Leah was decent at the lope and good with her whoa, but needs more work on being able to bend on the line, but still keep the same line.
Day 50 was today at home. Since I had to go to work, my ride was early, but it was a beautiful morning, and I didn't want to miss out.
One of the things we worked on was side-passing. It was i-n-t-e-r-e-s-t-i-n-g. When I asked her to take one step over, she took maybe five. So, I dismounted and worked on it from the ground. I had her place her front feet over a pole, and then side-pass along the line over the pole. The pole worried her, but it was good practice.
I also had to work on getting her to stand still when mounting. She started moving away a couple of weeks ago, and did it for the rider/trainer, too. It appears she likes that little delay before every ride. I'm hoping, with time, she'll give that up if I'm consistent.
The ride itself was far from perfect. She was tuned into the herd, but I worked hard at keeping her on the circle with the outside rein, and she finally complied. We did better at the walk than the trot.
It was an easy ride because I didn't want her to get too hot with so little time to cool her off before I had to get ready. Maybe an easy ride now and then is a good thing.
In truth, I would rather that our 50th ride had been better, so that I could sit here and write about how wonderful it was and how hard work really pays off. Instead, I'm trying to talk myself out of discouragement, if you couldn't tell.
I guess you've gotta have the faith.