After a 4 week hiatus due to his injury and my lack of time, Joey finally had another session with trainer B this afternoon. But first, early in the a.m. on a picture taking whim I got up on a rock in his paddock and totally freaked him out, which earned me some lovely photos. As my trainer pointed out this afternoon, he is pretty much a wild horse, experiencing nearly all the nuances of being trained to handle and saddle for the first time. At 7 years old this is only the second place he has ever been in his life and so much that I take for granted with my other horses is not only missing for him, the building blocks are even missing, and at his age he has already formed opinions on things. He is very tense and nervous, and still kind of thinks humans are predators, or at least not always to be trusted. Even the plastic curry comb on his skin today got as many snorts and flinches as crazy humans on rocks or crazy humans bunny hopping. When I implement things I see B do with Joey with Sheza, she reacts initially but is quickly bored by my antics, or wants to participate. She knows and trusts humans, and is still impressionable, and it makes life so much easier. Joey's will be a long road, but with patience and time he will make a nice little saddle horse.
Human on rock, WHY?! The better to make you look pretty, my dear
Autumn sunlight attracts baskers