So I tried to use his owner's Grooma Mane Master thing. Blech. I couldn't really figure out how to use it in a way that wasn't any less severe than pulling with a comb and Midnight was getting agitated just from anticipation while I backbrushed using that. So I decided to try this other method of backbrushing, twirling, and then pulling reeeeeeeeaaaaaallllllyyyy slowly with a regular metal comb (to the point where you hear each of the individual hairs pop out).
Today was a dressage school since I have been prescribed straightness and leg yields (to help with the straightness, paradoxically). We had some wonderful transitions, but I could feel myself getting pulled forward and my arms getting too stiff at times. I don't think we really had any quality trot work that lasted more than a few strides. He got a little too happy in his first canter to the left but he was easy enough to bring back to a reasonable canter. If I was to grade myself, it was like a B-/C+ ride. Not completely awful but we do need some dressage lessons.
|Midnight in his new duds!|
Anyway, Midnight and I will get there...he is so good natured that I think we'll develop a great friendship as long as I keep from pestering him (easier said than done). Life is good.
As for the discipline I'd like to try--foxhunting, hands down. (I feel like I should say some Western discipline just to be equitable but I feel like I'm so far away from the horse in a Western saddle and I hate cows.) But anyway. Rita Mae Brown first introduced me to the idea of foxhunting and I haven't been able to shake it since, though if I'm being honest, I don't think I'd be brave enough to do more than hilltop at first. I just don't have a desire to jump super high crazy things, especially not en masse! But it just looks so badass I want to try one day when I have money to throw around.
Though if I'm at this barn for a while, I might just turn into an eventer by default...mental note to get some pics of the XC jumps on the farm for you guys.