My freaking head is killing me. Either it's the pollen, or my lousy riding.
Nicole wouldn't talk to me today when I got to the barn. As soon as she saw me coming for her (she was turned out), she turned and ran the other direction. There's some inter-species communication for you. I guess "screw you, you bitch" transcends all language barriers.
Wintergreen Life Savers came to my rescue, however, and after Nicole realized she was getting paid for her efforts today, I had my best friend back. Nothing like a little manipulation.
By the by, I had a trainer a few weeks ago literally roll his eyes when I told him I used treats to train my horse, and that it helped a lot (Special K knows who I speak of), and the dude looked at me like I flew down from Mars and tried to take over the Federal Reserve. Hey, would you do your job without getting paid? So why should Nicole?
Here's a clip from today, the first and only lead change we did today:
Yeah, I know it sucks, but I wasn't going to push it. Lead changes are hard right now for her, and I wanted to make sure she remembered the concept, not put forth a beautiful work of art. Enjoy.
