We begin. Again.
We are in the second week of short, in-hand walks around the pasture. Given the combined talent of horse & rider, this is an astounding level of underachievement. The theory is to identify exercises where gold stars can be handed out by the fistful. The goal is to get back to a place where he likes work & I like him. Buried under 16 months of set-backs is the marvelous mid-life crisis horse who so enchanted me when we met.
Anyone want to share their frustration story? Preferably one with a happy ending?