Twin Geldings

Today was a pretty good day, all things considered. I'm not beating myself up anymore, just trying to move forward and make sure little Lex gets the best of everything while her back injury heals. My barn owner/vet checked her out today and saw the small swelling, and thinks that she got a bug bite or rolled on a stinging nettle or something. The good news is, Lex responded very well to Bute and Ice Tight so I don't see any reason why she won't be fine within a week. Barn Owner thinks she'll be fine in 24 hours, but I'm not gonna rush it.

Pretty girl got a fly sheet to hopefully prevent another horrible bug bite, but it won't go on her til her injury heals.

Do you think that's enough poultice??!

My horse is in a JJ Abrams movie, apparently.

She got two more grams of Bute this morning and another round of poultice, as you can see. I'll give her one gram tomorrow and more Ice Tight, because why not. In the meantime, she gets to stand in the wash rack and eat lots of treats because she's decided she doesn't want to go in there now that she's worried about the saddle.

I also got to play with Fynn today. I've decided he needs to be downgraded to lunging, and that he needs more consistent work. I'm going to do my best to give him 20 minutes of my time every day so that we can get him trained for real. He was very naughty indeed on the lunge line today, so it's gonna be a long haul, I think. He's lovely, but he's no thoroughbred, if you know what I mean.

Fynn! He is seriously cute.

 We had a large space to lunge in today, and I just lunged him in the halter. He was okay to start with, but he'd get sick of working after a couple minutes and try to pull me towards the gate. Zephyr, the new horse, was running around nearby, and the mare and foal were having a good time in their field, and he was just paying attention to everything and anything but me. After I got his attention for a few minutes and he managed to walk in a circle without losing his mind, we called it quits. I had to teach a lesson anyway.

After the lesson, I got to ride the dreamy new horse, Zephyr. He's a six year old Friesian/TB cross (what is it with me and Friesians lately? They've never been my breed of choice, but now I've got them coming out my ears). Regina and I had no idea what he was going to be like, so I lunged him and then got on him slowly. He was a very, very good boy. He bucked once in the canter, but we were riding in the small ring and I think he was having issues keeping himself together. He hasn't been ridden regularly in awhile. I can fix that!

This picture was taken as I was first sitting down. That's not how I ride!

This is the best picture I have of Zephyr - I'll try to get some better ones tomorrow - but wow, does he look exactly like Fynn. They're not related, not even the same breed, but they have the same head. Zephyr is Fynn in three years, basically. 

He's a lot different than the other horses I've been riding lately. I rode him in my jumping saddle, but I was thinking, man, this is a dressage horse. I'm still gonna see if he wants to jump (apparently his old owner jumped him) but maybe he'll help me brush up on my dressage seat. I had such low expectations when I got on, and he exceeded them by just being rideable. We'll have some connectivity issues to work out, but I think it will be a good experience for both of us.

Tomorrow, some adorable Rocket pictures from my mom!