decided to act like a two-year-old today.
First off, my morning didn't start too great when I pulled my bridle out of the duffel bag I'd used to carry it home...and found that my dog had managed to completely eat the browband off my bridle! So, I was already irritated to begin with.
We got to the barn around 10:30 and had the whole place to ourselves. It was soooo nice. So, I go get my beastly out, take him in the round pen and lunge him a bit, just to make sure he's listening while my friend goes and saddles her gelding. Fifteen minutes or so later, out we come and we go to tack up. I was able to tack up by myself (the BO's Circle Y saddle that we used weighs a friggin' TON!), and we did a little dance trying to get the bridle on, so I finally ended up loosening it another notch, which worked. I decided to lunge him again for a little bit, just because he was acting a little antsy, so back into the round pen we went for another five or ten minutes. Out we came and decided to school in the arena a little until he was listening better. Went down to the arena and the little bugger wouldn't stand to be mounted and kept trying to eat the grass. So, we went back up to the barn and were going to use the mounting step there, but every time I got him positioned and I climbed onto the step, he would pivot his butt away from me. Went into the round pen again for a little while and then tried mounting again down at the arena. STILL wasn't standing, so we went back up to the barn. By this time I was incredibly frustrated, but not willing to let him win. Tried the mounting step again and he wouldn't budge past one of the stalls for one of the BO's horses because that horse had a bucket of grain and pellets hanging on his stall and Aires wanted it. We argued for a good five minutes about moving forward past the bucket, which ended in a "Come to Jesus" meeting in the round pen. Snagged a whip from another boarder and made him run...and run...and run...until he started listening (I usually don't have to use a whip...just my hand to direct him, or at most the lead rope swung at my side to encourage him). Went back down to the arena (the very idea of going out on the trail with him like this was ditched long before the meeting in the round pen) and was FINALLY able to mount up. Caught my bra on the stupid saddle horn on my way up (and people wonder why I wanted an Aussie saddle without a horn!), but got in the saddle okay.
So, we're in the arena now and all of a sudden Aires stops stock still and looks up toward where there's a private residence with horses just up the hill from the barn. They had their horses turned out in their arena and were letting them run around all crazy. So, of course that made Aires go "Are we all going to die?!" and gave him an excuse to be difficult. So, we're riding in the arena for a while and we're doing okay, then my friend comes down to ride with us in the arena. Aires wanted to be by CJ, so he started being a little butt and totally not listening. I finally got off and had my friend ride him, to see if he would listen to her any better. I think I nearly peed myself when she asked him to trot (which he did), then looked at me all confused and said "Is he trotting?!" No one believes me about how smooth his trot is!! lol
Anyway, she rode him for a little while and said he was fine for her, so I got back up and rode him again. He was okay, but not his usually attentive, responsive self. He was playing with the bit CONSTANTLY (something he doesn't do normally) and kept wanting to go to CJ. It didn't help that I was in an uncomfortable (to me) western saddle and kept trying to sit it like I do my Aussie. I do have to say that I liked the aluminum stirrups on the saddle, though. Gonna have to find a pair of those.
Anyway, I finally decided that we'd had enough and we went up and untacked. I turned him out, then took some pics of my friend with her gelding before she untacked him and turned him out as well. Then we turned the trainer's arab gelding out with our boys and played with them for a bit (made them run and "spooked" them). I got some great pics of them running, plus a vid that I hope to upload onto YouTube because I want to put music over the stupid audio of us talking in the background.
All in all, it was an okay day (even with the weirdos who showed up and were asking really odd questions of everyone). Got to meet the owners of the Percheron filly that came down with Aires from Canada. They're teaching her to drive (so she can pull a cart with Petey, the spotted draft/Percheron colt that came with the PMUs from Canada) and I asked them if it was difficult and we got to talking. They said that they have always loved Aires and they're glad he has a good owner who is using him and loves him.