In which I describe the small spooks of a nighttime walk and find myself in empathy with prey.
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In which I describe the small spooks of a nighttime walk and find myself in empathy with prey.
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Here are a few photos from my phone. Excruciatingly detailed post to follow when I have time to write. Erin thinks Salsa has not had tack on before as he was pretty accepting of the whole thing, not reactive as if he had previous trauma or experience.
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In which I post a small update about a normal, sedate, everyday sort of play session.
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In which I offer a few reasons why the Parelli program can inspire such scorn from the outside, especially as the organization has opened up so much and put itself out there, naked on the internet.
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In which I rhapsodize about the concept of rhythmic pressure and rhythmic motion and show how it helped in teaching Rocky sideways without a fence.
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In which I describe just the merest hint of all that happened today in riding Rocky, his first day (serviceably) sound since the abscess.
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The attitude of juh-wuh? This one means “trust, but be ready to correct, no more one than the other.” Trust your horse to do his job, and if he makes a mistake, help him: answer his question, bring him in for reassurance and try again, ask for the gait again, or whatever is appropriate for [...]
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In which I learn a lesson I already knew but wasn’t practicing consistently, and vow to try harder to make a habit.
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