What Are You Driving At?
Greg (husband): You aren’t doing anything with Milton. I’m going to make him my driving horse.
Katherine (me): Have you lost your mind?
G: He’s athletic. He’s competitive. He’ll love it.
K: Thoroughbreds don’t drive. Have you ever seen a Thoroughbred at a Combined Driving competition?
G: Our friend J drove a sleigh through the snow with his Thoroughbred stallion. So-and-so mentioned that her a Thoroughbred gelding loved to drive.
K: Okay, a handful. You hear about it because it’s unusual. The Internet has videos of jumping Clydesdales. Should I get one as my next jumper?
G: Milton lunges. He long lines. He’s happy wearing Mathilda’s old blinkers [Driving Miss M].
K: What happens if he has a Thoroughbred moment while pulling a cart?
G: We’ll let him tell us if he wants to do it. We’ll keep going until he says no. Or yes.
K: What the green thing?
G: I made a breastcollar out of webbing (Strapworks.com) for proof-of-concept. We’ll see how he feels about the idea of pulling before we invest in harness. Think of it as a trial run.
K: Funny you should use the word ‘run’. Is it a good idea to take a horse with a history of galloping into the sunset [Universe] and tie him up with indestructible straps?
G: It has breakways, like Rodney’s reins [Headgear]. We’ll get leather before anyone’s ass is on the line.
K: I have to admit, you do good work.