You know it had to happen. Eventually I’d get my hands on a camcorder that would allow me to upload videos onto this blog. Lord knows I’ve watched countless videos of everyone else on their horses. Now you’ll be subjected to watching me on mine.
Then again, Wally has a dominant personality combined with a lazy temperament. He could’ve just hated working for a living. At any rate, he was incredibly arena sour when I bought him. He was fine on the trails, but as soon as I rode toward an arena he’d get all jacked up and start bouncing around. He’d arch his neck, hyperventilate, and then start bucking. Once I figured out that he wasn’t athletic enough to unload me, I marched him into the arena and then worked on getting him to settle down long enough to realize that I wasn’t going to beat on him or school him to death. I just wanted to do a little rail work and then we could go back out on the trails.
Patience and peppermints are what worked. I didn’t ask much of him in the beginning, and then he was rewarded with a little candy for behaving like a gentleman. Believe me, it took a while, but eventually my method paid off. So watch this video with all that in mind. Oh. And you’ll have to look past the whiney tone to my voice (it’s no wonder I never went far in my college theater group!) and the fact that I wave my arms around a lot when I speak. Now I know why people back up whenever I become engaged in a conversation. They’re liable to get walloped as I gesticulate. Thank goodness I’m not sitting on a spooky horse!
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