Milton is getting a break … from me.
We did five cross rail shows [1,2, 3, 4, 5]. While he acquitted himself moderately well, he did not fling himself about the ring yodeling, ‘Yes! This is my calling. Show me the next one!’ His attitude was more along the lines of ‘What?! Oh, okay. I think I can cope. What?! Oh, Okay …’ Lather. Rinse. Repeat.
As for me, I’ve had enough of this nonsense. I want to jump real jumps. Wide-eyed hesitation is understandable in one’s first class at the beginning of April. It becomes less acceptable to display an unchanged, unimproved attitude by one’s 14th class at the end of July.
Milton and I are taking a temporary break from riding while we sort out how to bridge this gap. In the meanwhile, he is long-lining regularly, even starting lateral work. He and I are doing in-hand walks and hills in the afternoon for conditioning. We’d like to hitch again if we can coordinate schedules with our driving supervisor.
So, Milton is still in work. Milton is in work without the high-maintenance, high-pressure, howling, horse show monkey on his back.
That would be me.
Thank you for reading,