My cousins (12 year old Whitney and 10 year old Autumn) came over this morning and stayed all day. Whitney brought her grandpa’s two year old filly that she’s breaking, Nugget. Nugget just officially turned two year old in May, so technically she’s two years and four months, and so far she’s only had two rides on her, but she’s doing really well and will walk, trot, and canter easily (note that I don’t really agree to her trotting and cantering under saddle so soon... I didn’t start trotting my gelding under-saddle until I had a good few months of riding at a walk under him and we didn’t really start cantering until we had a really good understanding while trotting. Honestly, I’d have to say that I don’t really agree with Nugget even being trained right now since she’s still so small, but it’s not my horse and I have no control over who rides her and when and how. I suppose that it helps that she was broke to a harness and broke to drive last year, though I didn’t and still don’t agree with making her pull logs and small, 2-3 person wagons so young. As it is, she’s a very small horse (we measured her and my gelding today... Nugget is only 14 hands and my Dakota is 15.2 hands). Her sire was about 15.1 hands and her dam was about 14.2 hands... so Nugs could grow another few inches, but I doubt it’ll be much.
Anyway, let me get on with the story. My cousins and I decided to give the horses a bath. I had a shampoo that wouldn’t irritate my mares’ injuries, so we decided to give my mare, my gelding, and Nugget a bath. We decided to do it in order from hardest to easiest. Nugget was first, because she hates water and has never had a hose turned on her. Dakota was second... He likes water, but he gets a little antsy with it around his hind end... and my Gypsie-girl was last because she’s an old pro at baths.
I think that, during Nugget’s bath, she was nicknamed ‘**** Horse’... Even though she’s never been given a bath before, she gave us more trouble than any other horse we’ve ever given a bath. She freaked over the water, half-reared, flew backwards, flew forwards, almost run us over... everything. But she got her bath... eventually. By the time we were through, though, she was settling down a bit.
Dakota, on the other hand... compared to Nugget, he was a perfect gentleman. He likes for me to hold the hose up and let him lip and play in the water before I give him a bath, so for the first few minutes, he kept twisting around to try and play in the water... He doesn’t much like his ‘parts’ sprayed with the hose, but he’s getting a lot better about it, and he doesn’t much like his hindquarters wet, but he’s getting over that as well. As soon as he realized that there was no getting out of it, he calmed right down.
Gypsie was just perfect. No problem at all... She got a long bath and seemed to enjoy it. Sorry, no pics here, though, because my cousin who was taking pictures wanted to help with the ‘nice horse’ and my camera batteries went dead.
After their baths (we, my cousins and I, were all soaked through... we kinda started a ‘spray each other with water’ game... lol) we took the horses for a walk around the ‘loop’. It’s not very far at all... easily walked in about fifteen minutes, but since we were soaking wet and my grandma had told us that we weren’t allowed inside until we had dried, it took a while longer as we sat down and took two thirty-minute breaks halfway through the walk. On one of our breaks, my cousins uncle (Earl) came by and jumped on Whitney because she told him the Gypsie had bit her (and Gypsie did bite her... really hard... she had bruises and her arm was swollen... we could literally see each individual tooth mark in her upper arm...)... but when Whitney tried to explain that Gypsie had been aiming for Nugget and she’d gotten in the way by accident, he would hear none of it and just blew up over it before leaving a few minutes later. So, after telling her that it’d be alright, we went on home... We were mostly dry, so we were allowed inside to eat.
After we ate, we took the horses up to the barn to brush them... and to pass the time we decided to have some fun with their manes and tails. I braided and fish-netted Dakota’ mane and put seven braids in his tail. Autumn did pasture braids on Gypsie’s mane and put about twelve brains in her tail and Whitney put pasture braids in Nuggets mane and put nine braids in her tail before rebraiding the already braided braids into triple-braids. It looks pretty cool, but wasn’t the cleanest thing in the world. Sorry, no pics, though... because my camera batteries were still recharging.
Afterwards, Whitney and Autumn had to get back to their grandpa’s because they were cooking out. I decided to ride Dakota and let Autumn ride with me bareback because Whitney was riding Nugget back and Autumn would have had to walk otherwise. That was the first time Dakota has ever been ridden double bareback and only about the fifth time he’s ever been ridden double. He did really great, though, and only shifted a bit when Autumn got on behind me. He did really well riding up to my uncles... but I did have to keep him away from Nugget... My boy’s a kicker, and the only horse he hasn’t tried to kick when riding is my mare. I guess he doesn’t like being crowded... after riding with another horse for a while, he’s ok, though.
So we got to my uncles and I tried to leave fast because my uncle was drinking again and I didn’t want to listen to him... as it turned out, I didn’t speak to him or Earl at all because as soon as we arrived, Whitney and Autumn’s mum asked me to ride their little sister (3 year old Lexi) around for a few minutes before I left, so I did.
Anyway, that’s about all that happened today. Pictures are on the next two posts. Pictures are on the next two posts. This topic is also posted on two other forums, for those of you who are on multiple forums.