CT
22nd Aug 2001, 06:58 AM
Hi Everyone
Here's the next instalment. I'd love to hear anyone elses stories of how their horses/ponies have tested them out. Also, is it just me or does lunging make anyone else giddy?
Caron
The Dougal Diary - Day 9
Dougal:
Colour - Bay with a definite hint of orange
Weight - Appropriate for my height
Carrots consumed: How much is 2lbs in metric measurements?
I'm in love…… No, not with the carrot woman silly, but with my little twiggy wiggy Twiglet. She's my new field friend and I adore her (sigh). Some of the other lads in my stable block reckon that she's too small for me (she's about 14 hh - I've always wondered why that doesn't stand for 'horses high'. I reckon if you laid 14 horses on top of each other….. oh well, maybe not). Anyway, back to Twiggy; yes she may be small but she's perfectly formed. Tiny little perfectly shaped legs, lovely little Welsh Cobbie face (not unlike that of my own mother). One of the lads said that there's a technical term for my love of Twiggy, something about an Oedipus complex and loving my mother. Anyway it was all too complex for me. Back to Twiggy again, yes well she's dark bay and the same age as me and when we're out in the field she wears a lovely purple fly fringe which makes her look even more alluring (sigh, sigh, sigh).
Oh yeah, the carrot woman has stopped assaulting me - now she's trying to starve me. Today she turned up 30 minutes later than her usual time. I'd eaten all my breakfast, and ignored her when she arrived so that she knew I wasn't happy with her sloppy attitude to caring for me. I was plainly starving and she didn't seem the least bit interested so I picked up my feed bucket by the handle, waved it in the air until she noticed it and then threw it towards her. I think she got the message, but I can't understand why she had tears rolling down her face and seemed to be rocking about a bit. All very strange. Anyway got my revenge when she tried to whiz me around in circles. That'll teach her.
Well, gotta get back to dreaming of Twiggy (sigh).
Caron
Hair colour: definitely greyer than 9 days ago
Weight: Deteriorating (wow)
Calories consumed: Some, if you count the tuffs of hay that I occasionally find in my mouth.
Dougal is living up to the nickname he acquired at Heather's - Doug the Thug. I turned up slightly late this morning. He'd eaten all of his breakfast plus a large haynet and was clearly in a mood as he had been left to 'starve' for 30 minutes. I went into my tack room (cupboard) opposite his stable and could see that he was up to something. I then saw that he had his feed bucket in his mouth and as soon as he realised that I was taking an interest he threw it towards me with a Little Shop of Horrors style 'feed me NOW' demand. This was so funny I had tears rolling down my cheeks with laughing at him. I don't think he was very impressed by that either.
As there was no one else around to watch me make a mess of it, I decided to have a go at lunging him this morning. I bought two lunge cavessons and, of course, the one that looked the silliest fitted him best. So off we went with Dougal wearing his cavesson that has a long attachment running from the front of the cavesson up the nose to the brow band. He looked rather medieval. We got into the menage, well actually it's rather more of a lunge paddock really as it's very oddly shaped I'd say it was 20x40 in some parts but 10 x 10 in others, and Dougal gave me one of his 'so what do you want me to do in here then' looks. I suggested that he move out from the middle and have a walk round on a circle and he obliged. I then suggested that he trot and he obliged again. Canter no problem. Then back to trot and then walk - nope he turned into the middle and stopped with a 'so we're finished with this nonsense' look about him. Tried the other rein. Same thing trying to get him to come back to walk, he turned in with an emphatic 'we must be finished NOW'. Decided not to stress him (me) any more than necessary and to seek professional advice about this little problem. Professional adviser says that Dougal is probably testing me out. Round 1 to him then.
Here's the next instalment. I'd love to hear anyone elses stories of how their horses/ponies have tested them out. Also, is it just me or does lunging make anyone else giddy?
Caron
The Dougal Diary - Day 9
Dougal:
Colour - Bay with a definite hint of orange
Weight - Appropriate for my height
Carrots consumed: How much is 2lbs in metric measurements?
I'm in love…… No, not with the carrot woman silly, but with my little twiggy wiggy Twiglet. She's my new field friend and I adore her (sigh). Some of the other lads in my stable block reckon that she's too small for me (she's about 14 hh - I've always wondered why that doesn't stand for 'horses high'. I reckon if you laid 14 horses on top of each other….. oh well, maybe not). Anyway, back to Twiggy; yes she may be small but she's perfectly formed. Tiny little perfectly shaped legs, lovely little Welsh Cobbie face (not unlike that of my own mother). One of the lads said that there's a technical term for my love of Twiggy, something about an Oedipus complex and loving my mother. Anyway it was all too complex for me. Back to Twiggy again, yes well she's dark bay and the same age as me and when we're out in the field she wears a lovely purple fly fringe which makes her look even more alluring (sigh, sigh, sigh).
Oh yeah, the carrot woman has stopped assaulting me - now she's trying to starve me. Today she turned up 30 minutes later than her usual time. I'd eaten all my breakfast, and ignored her when she arrived so that she knew I wasn't happy with her sloppy attitude to caring for me. I was plainly starving and she didn't seem the least bit interested so I picked up my feed bucket by the handle, waved it in the air until she noticed it and then threw it towards her. I think she got the message, but I can't understand why she had tears rolling down her face and seemed to be rocking about a bit. All very strange. Anyway got my revenge when she tried to whiz me around in circles. That'll teach her.
Well, gotta get back to dreaming of Twiggy (sigh).
Caron
Hair colour: definitely greyer than 9 days ago
Weight: Deteriorating (wow)
Calories consumed: Some, if you count the tuffs of hay that I occasionally find in my mouth.
Dougal is living up to the nickname he acquired at Heather's - Doug the Thug. I turned up slightly late this morning. He'd eaten all of his breakfast plus a large haynet and was clearly in a mood as he had been left to 'starve' for 30 minutes. I went into my tack room (cupboard) opposite his stable and could see that he was up to something. I then saw that he had his feed bucket in his mouth and as soon as he realised that I was taking an interest he threw it towards me with a Little Shop of Horrors style 'feed me NOW' demand. This was so funny I had tears rolling down my cheeks with laughing at him. I don't think he was very impressed by that either.
As there was no one else around to watch me make a mess of it, I decided to have a go at lunging him this morning. I bought two lunge cavessons and, of course, the one that looked the silliest fitted him best. So off we went with Dougal wearing his cavesson that has a long attachment running from the front of the cavesson up the nose to the brow band. He looked rather medieval. We got into the menage, well actually it's rather more of a lunge paddock really as it's very oddly shaped I'd say it was 20x40 in some parts but 10 x 10 in others, and Dougal gave me one of his 'so what do you want me to do in here then' looks. I suggested that he move out from the middle and have a walk round on a circle and he obliged. I then suggested that he trot and he obliged again. Canter no problem. Then back to trot and then walk - nope he turned into the middle and stopped with a 'so we're finished with this nonsense' look about him. Tried the other rein. Same thing trying to get him to come back to walk, he turned in with an emphatic 'we must be finished NOW'. Decided not to stress him (me) any more than necessary and to seek professional advice about this little problem. Professional adviser says that Dougal is probably testing me out. Round 1 to him then.