Le Sigh

Training Journal

If you’re riding a horse, you’ve already won.

Milton has a new trick. He does his quasi-hitching practice in the evening once his driver gets home from work. [Holiday Rides]

We moved the cart under a floodlight near the barn. I have Milton ready to go. We gear up. He stands. We wait. We declare victory. We tell him how wonderful he is. We retreat to the house for the Pony-Club approved one-hour waiting period before feeding. Well, the driver waits. I eat dinner & go to bed. But I digress.

The first time, Milton was having none of it. He spun and fussed and refused to be still, before we even got the cart anywhere near him.

It was dark! He was right.

It was dinner time! He was right.

This was weird! He was right.

Then, suddenly, he heaved a huge, audible sigh, puffed out a big huff of air, and gave his best statue impression. ‘Oh. Okay. I know this. I can do this.’

Good boy.

Thank you for reading,
Katherine Walcott