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My lessons with Flossie, a roan Standardbred mare
#706681 added September 21, 2010 at 7:18pm
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Flossie's 238th Lesson
FLOSSIE'S 238th LESSON

Cool, dry weather! Sunny, cheery, breeze-free! Flossie wanted to work today there were
no two ways about it. She accepted the bit, put her nose to the grind-stone, and hauled,
pardon my French, ass! I rode well in spite of the pain in my seat bones and kept weight
in my heels without a second thought. I let Flossie work at a fast clip, then brought
her down and concentrated on going nice and slow. The chilly weather seems to hone a
horse’s energy level and lifts it up a notch or five. I love a strong, quick mount, so I
thoroughly enjoyed my ride today.

Circling was more fun than work even with the small power machine that was digging up the
ground directly across the road from us. I had Flossie at a slow pace and kept it going
even at the canter. In the arena, I asked Flossie for a short canter, something I don’t
usually do because it pumps her up too much, but I wanted to put some spice into our
experience and I knew a short canter wasn’t asking for trouble. I worked on backing but
she refused to cooperate so I did a lot of backing with her on the ground.

When it came to Bambi’s turn, I picked out her hooves before doing anything else, just to
get her used to having her hooves picked up and cleaned out because it’s been a long time
since she’s had anyone working with her in that capacity. Then I led her down the track,
stopping, moving from side to side, and backing periodically. The horses we left behind
would whinny now and then but I wouldn’t let Bambi respond. She kept wanting to run with
me, so I put her on a circle. When we came to the little power machine that was across
the street she stopped and lifted her front feet off the ground. I swatted her and
hollered, then made her walk alongside me. When she tried to run ahead, I smacked her
chest with the crop and jerked the chain on her nose. She actually got the idea and
walked nicely, albeit with every antennae quivering, beside me all the rest of the way
around the track.

Both Pat and Gary were on their gigs working their horses side-by-side on the track when
I first arrived at Des’ today. When they finished, Gary took Des’ little stallion for a
jaunt. He was still working him when I entered the track riding Flossie. We had to
yield to him when he came around, but by the time I was ready to start Flossie on the
trot, Gary was done and I had the entire track to myself.

When Norm came to pick me up, we had the leftovers from his cooking class for lunch as he
drove me home. Yum, a two-course meal consisting of exquisite chicken and rice mixed
with spinach and onions.

As soon as I began to hang my clothes out on the line when I got home, it started to
rain. The sky had been clouding over right after I had finished working with Bambi, so I
wasn’t surprised to see it rain. It sure surprised the forecast, though, because the
possibility of rain wasn’t mentioned at all for today, neither on the Internet, nor on
the TV. Cloudy, yes, but no rain. Go figure.

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