So today was a VERY exciting day out at the barn. The Cows that live across the street got loose this weekend, and we’re still finding them wandering around the field (It’s a big-ass field). Sue has called a number of times, and the farmer had, as of this morning, STILL not come to retrieve them. He finally did today at the end of my ride (that was exciting, let me tell you).
Anyway, after my ride (which I will summarize briefly in a minute), I wasn’t really even able to give Woody a once over with a brush as he was SOOOOO interested in going out with his friends to decipher the strange honking-mooing that was coming from the far west side of the field.
Everyone was at attention.
And Woody, per usual looks to me as if to say, “Mom, seriously, aren’t you going to DO something about this? There are COWS for crap’s sake…. in MY FIELD!!!!”
They finally all meandered out into the field, and I SWIFTLY turned on my video hoping to get some good theatrics. That, of course, did not happen. Totally boring actually. That doesn’t mean I’m not going to post it, however.
Here’s what the unimpressive fuss was about.
So anyway, I did ride today and Woody was a good boy. I rode early so the bugs weren’t bad and we took it easy. We started out in his paddock, but wandered (with a purpose) our way out into the field and then actually walked up to the ring, walked around for about 30 seconds, and headed back down the field just outside of the paddock. I would say in all we walked about for about 20 minutes with only 3 mildly significant displays. I was pleased.
After our ride I hand walked him back up to the ring for more desensitizing, and to stare at the dogs in terror some more (That’s right, it appears Woody has never seen a dog in his life. I am basing this on the incredulity that he exhibits when one crosses NEAR his path). I then walked him up some of the hills that were outside of the safety radius and called it a day.
It’s a slow process, and one that I enjoy. Woody is a sweet boy and even with his mild neurosis under saddle, he’s a good egg. I have to be honest, sometimes I wonder if I’m taking it TOO slow. I mean some people would say I SHOULD just flood the little dude, let him freak out and deal with it. And maybe I should, but I just don’t think that’s how I roll. So for the time being we’ll stick to our leisurely rides, which will last a little longer each day, and go from there.
Oh, and obligatory cute Woody picture. I swear he looks like a yearling. I think he’s the cutest.
HA! Now you know why we have the “Be careful with DOGS!” on the CANTER site 😉
No dogs allowed at the track, and they usually arent allowed anywhere near what could be the next big stakes winner. Introducing Dogs can be an entertaining experience 😉
Woody’s expression says, “But can’t you SEE the cuteness?!!?! Why aren’t you smothering me with kisses and hugs and pets and carrots? You aren’t really going to stand over THERE and point that clicking thing at me, are you?!”