Sour and I have been working very hard in the past few months to prep her for driving, and we have finally gotten the go-ahead from my trainer to hook her up to the cart, just in time for her fourth birthday! This may not sound like a big deal, but if any of you know Sour- you realize that this is actually a giant accomplishment for both of us. My little mare has transformed fom a terribly mannered, agressive mini who hated people with a passion to a wonderful (though sometimes very tricky), sweet hearted little horse.
In order to make sure that Sour was ready, my wonderful trainer set up a course for both of us to maneuver yesterday. It was set up so that neither of us had seen it before to test our fast thinking and communication skills while ground driving, and went something like this.
It began on our small trail which exposed her to roots, branches, bugs, tons of mud (ick), and wind. It wound this way and that, and often we had to back up and change direction. Once emerging from there, we had to walk over a 'teeter totter' bridge, which moved as she stepped on it and onto a tarp. Next she had to 'pole bend' at a walk and trot around five cones without knocking them over, and step over a flower box. She was then asked to walk into a keyhole, turn, back out of it- and walk into our arena, halt- allow me to close the gate, and drop contact with her mouth. At this moment I was then instructed to turn her in a box with only voice commands. She performed this nearly flawlessly, only hesitating twice. I then assumed that we were done, but to test both of our abilities, my trainer drive a remote control cart of all things- straight into the arena and under poor Sour's front feet as she was walking!
I won't lie- I didn't have any faith that she would react well to this. I have desensatized her as throughly as possible, but she has never even heard a RMC, let alone seen one zoom out of sight under her before. But remarkably...she didn't even flinch. You have no idea how proud I am of my girl at this moment. From going from a green on green 12 year old girl and 6 month old agressive pony to this...I couldn't of ever imagined it. And I have only both of our stubborness and my wonderful trainer's will and brains to thank for it
SO, as soon as the mud dries up, we'll be bringing out the cart and she will be hitched up for the very first time... hopefully within the next two weeks!!!
Aaand now that I'm done with my huge, boring story- the question.
I recently bought Sour a new driving bridle, and it fits her pretty well. However, she has that trademark insanely-thick-insanely-long miniature horse forelock that I have no idea what to do with!!! What is the proper thing to do? Tuck it under the browband (which is what I am doing right now) or squeeze it through the 'triangle' that her blinkers make with the browband and let is stick out like she's an onion or something? XD I've attached some pictures of her tacked up for reference.
(please ignore the horrid braid and fat belly, she's been rather lazy with me out recuperating from surgery. )