Dear Diary,
Its been a eventful few days I must say!
According to mother. I have been ' Very fresh and a bit of a twat!!' I would say I am just feeling
very very well!
Tales of me galloping around the field on a daily basis are kinda true. Again, Mother, Its called happiness!
Due to me been ' very fresh', apparently, acrobatics while on a boring, walking hack because a car came passed us too quickly. It not acceptable, to mother.
Today was another interesting day! I was turned out in my field as again didn't gallop around like a idiot... I went for a lovely drink and to check on the lovely ladies next door, Sky and Rosa. All seemed ok, however something was missing.. I couldn't put my hoof on it! "There's Rosa... there's Sk … … Sky!?!' Oh My God!!! Where an earth is she!?!"
What if she has been eaten by a lion!? Or went on a hack with her mum and got lost!? Or eaten by a tiger!?! Oh My God!!! I set off. Cantering Up and down the field. In a blind panic thinking one of my lovely ladies who I often have small chats over the fence with was gone. That's it! However by some miracle, around 3 minutes and 27 seconds later. I caught sight of what could be her... It was! Sky happily walked into the field been led by her mum. Thank God!!! She was alive!
With everyone back where they should be it was time for me to have some grass!! Until Lunch!
Mother heard the report of my tales from the field later today. No help she was! ' He is a worrier' Is all she could say! I almost died! And that's all she could say!? Given how 'fresh' I had been Mother looked at ways to 'tire me out' so ' he can use his brain a little!!' Pole work in the school was decided.
Down she pops , setting out 3 trotting poles and 2 across the diagonals. Attemptted to brush me. Muttering about me been 'covered in it'.
All tack up, we headed to the school. At first it was a plod around the school, walking.. A change of rein after a while and after 15 minutes we start some trotting, I say 'We' Mother had no say in this what so ever. So a little later we were over the poles. I was enjoying it, not daring to touch a pole and ready to do it all over again! Which we did a few times on both reins. Mother then decided doing some transitions, would get me thinking, like walking up to the pole, trotting afterwards etc etc. This was going ok, to a degree. We were on the right rein, changing direction across the school, in walk. walked up the pole then mother asked for trot after the pole. I trotted a stride, bounced into canter throwing in some big bucks then launched into a couple of large leaps. Air above the ground should I say! Though I almost lost mother!! She came close to hitting the deck after the second leap to the point where her bum was no longer in the saddle. Well she actually got completely thrown out of the saddle, at one point. Before landing back on the left hand side of the saddle, one half on one of half not. Now at that point I could have shown her the door, or the sand. By leaping to the left again. She would have had no chance. But given I am such a amazing lad and deep down, do care about mother, slightly.. I leaped to the right therefore bringing mother back into the saddle completely. Saving the day! No mother injuried. The saddle pad, like mother had been hanging on for dear life! So while mother hopped off , with uncontrollable shakes and dying for a cigg. She sorted out my saddle and phoned Kelly.
Now Kelly is the person Mum pays in order to make sure I have a clean bed and no straw is out of place. I have enough hay to keep me going, water on tap and generally to treat me like the star I know I am
However this time, Kelly came running to the school, like someone had nicked her ciggs! Before offering words of re-assurance to a shaky mother. Insisting I go on the lunge. Kelly watched for a minute as I said bye to mu, heading off in a straight line so mum had to let go and me having a fab time Bucking down the long side. That was, until Kelly came back. Mother and Kelly were chatting and I was looking at the local woodland , houses and anything accept mother . Kelly then lunged me a little, in walk... She appeared firm but fair. I listened, a little. After a while she asked for trot or in my eyes ' trot then try an get free!' So I trotted then saw the long side of the school and went to go. However Kelly is there firming saying 'No!' and just holding on the line so I cant. I turned to face her
Excuse me!?!?! Who do you think you are!?! Saying I cant get free and go for a canter when I want!! I went to go on the other rein but given the continued firm ' No!' I got from Kelly. I decided it was best not too... very annoyed I was though!
Shortly after it was finished, thank god!
I was led back to the stable. I continued to the look towards mother at any time she came near me. First I was annoyed at Kelly. How dare she!?! Second mum had no treats! Third mother kept trying to brush me. Surely after almost 6 years of ownership She would know. It was the first thing I taught mother. I dont do being brushed.
Hopefully next week will be better..
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Speak soon.
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