(Yesterday's entry is misdated.)
Today I did some flat work with Kitty. Kitty hates cantering, trot poles, trotting slowly, trotting quickly... Basically, Kitty hates being told what to do.
Usually, she's just like,
But today, she was all,
She was good for slow trotting. She was even fairly placid when asked for a medium trot. She ringed her tail and acted pissy during a sub-par extended trot.
And then there was canter rage.
I've been practicing a verbal canter cue on the lunge line for a while. She does it very well. She's an exceeding verbal horse. On the lunge, all I have to do is say "canter."
I asked her kindly for a canter with my verbal cue. She went into it just fine, but after a lap around the arena decided she would rather quit, please. The mental conversation went like this:
"Canter," I said.
"No. I already did for like 60 seconds."
"Canter, right now."
"How about no?"
"FRICK YOU FINE."
She went into a choppy, fast, disgusting canter that I could barely sit. I kept her ahead of my leg, and she smoothed out. All was well. I gave her some rein and let her canter lose for a second...
Sneaky creature threw her head to her knees, slid to a stop, and started bucking in place. She threw four good bucks, spun 180 degrees, and attempted to bolt the other direction. I was ready for that; she loves the whole bolting thing. I one reined stopped her, backed her up across the arena, and then asked her to canter again.
And she was almost a lady the rest of the ride. Cantered on both leads for around five minutes each. Did more extended trotting. Dismounted and all was hopefully forgiven. I think it was, because she still comes to me in the pasture.
Meanwhile, BG is acting all lethargic. She isn't finishing her grain, even though she's contently grazing in the pasture. She has that tired, over trained look about her again. She usually acts a little funny two or three days after getting home from a ride, but it's been a week, and I'm worried.