Cowgirl has a visitor.
Since Red died, Cowgirl hasn't been the same. She's always hanging out by herself. I started to think she'd been demoted by Beautiful Girl, but then yesterday, she rejoined the herd and kicked the crap out of BG when she came too close to her hay.
But something sweet happened during her time of mourning. Whenever I'd go out to the barn, there was a bird (is it a pigeon?) hovering near her. It would fly away when I approached, but it happened so often, I wanted to get a picture of it, so I got my phone ready.
Feeling Leah's Stress
I mostly ride all my horses bareback nowadays; I don't have to lift a saddle on and off, which makes it easier and allows me to ride more horses each day.
At first, I was mostly concerned with myself, learning to balance better on their backs at different gaits, but as time has gone on, I'm more concerned with what I can feel through the close contact.
I've learned important information about ALL of them, but what I found about Leah was especially revealing. Leah seems to take stress into her spine (maybe all horses do?) and when I pick up the rein to ask for something different, I can feel a tightening and twitching along her back that doesn't always correspond with a dramatic, and obvious, head lift.
As for her bareback walk/trot transitions, they're starting to improve in leaps and bounds! Yay!
The flooding in our house is almost done, but it hasn't stopped completely because it continues to rain. We took out all the carpet, and now we're taking out portions of the wall and insulation throughout the entire basement.
That night, after working until about 7 pm, we got on our shorts and tank tops, set the television (that we had to bring up from the flooded downstairs) to YouTube scenes of the ocean waves, grilled salmon, opened wine, turned up the house temperature and
You know, I wouldn't wish this on ourselves, or anyone, but oddly, it has brought us even closer together.
Thank you flooded basement for reminding us what is most important--the ones we love.
On the bright side, we do have a plan to make sure this NEVER happens again, but more on that later. Here are some photos of the last week.
Foxy + Little Joe =
A butt to butt kicking match that had Little Joe bleeding and Foxy running around on 3 legs.
Leah + Little Joe = Peace
pond large puddle flood in front of our house: before and after being pumped out (starting Sunday) to allow for more drainage.
See, I don't always ride bareback. This is me walking Little Joe to the barn next door yesterday. We walked over to ride with a couple of our friends. This was taken at our place as we were leaving. He was a trooper.
Hope it is well with all of you! Or, if not, that you're making the best of bad situations. Hang in there!