Yesterday, Takala was 'officially' two months old! (This is the beginning of her third month, so I'm not sure if I'd consider her two or three.) Her face has shed out considerably each day, and despite her very light color and grey eyes, she looks to be darkening into a chestnut. The day before yesterday, Tenakee got a bath due to the 50 degree weather, and she minded pretty well. And back to yesterday, I went to her stall and started grooming her quite a bit, and then something possessed me to grab her saddle. The saddle was under too much stuff, so instead I grabbed a bareback pad, and put it on her. I got her bridle on, and got up and, with helmet fastened to my head, to pony Takala out to the pasture. It went well considering Takala didn't think I had any power over her while I was riding, and Tenakee had no idea how to neck rein, but she knew the path and stuck to it so I spent most of my time controlling the 'little' one.
It certainly was interesting, to say the least. Tenakee doesn't really get arenas, or walking in a straight line. She gives me a few steps and stops, so we worked with that. Once Takala is weaned I plan to work better with her lunging and responsiveness. I think Tenakee was probably a good trail horse, but never had much arena work with her. The only trouble she gave me was a mock-spook where she stopped and slid and turned. She has so much mane hair that I just grabbed onto a chunk and my butt moved maybe an inch forward. She was kind of surprised when I was still hanging on, but was good for the rest of the time. In the meantime Takala was running like her tail was on fire! She circled around, kicked, reared, and several other unnamed maneuvers. She wasn't still being ponied, so I only got to correct her when she was in range. A few times she decided to rear up onto mom, which she got a bunk on the head, then galloped off. Then kicking real close, which was a huge no-no. I no more than poked her with my boot and she wheeled off, and that was that. Tenakee kept her head even with baby running around, so props to her. And I kept my seat, so hopefully I get some brownie points, too.
And for all this I only have two pictures of the aftermath. Sorry! I'll have to hire a photographer to capture my daily conquests as I am usually (*always) the one working with the horses.