2009-04-24

Nature

"The littlest one in the barn is usually NOT the easiest one to ride." was a slogan Jill used for her classes involving the smallest ponies.

At one of her new stables, she was using a tiny chesnut named Cheery who had earned a few other handles as well. She was probably 18, probably broken to drive and momma to a few other cuties on the property...

One day a seven year old student enjoyed the most enjoyed the part of her lesson where they tried to think of more appropriate monikers, agreeing in the end on "Challenging Cheery." Back in the barn Jill ranted on to the owner, "She was such a brat." She can be a cow, he agreed. Jill continued, "The rider would address the initial evasion so the pony would invent a new, tougher objection. Over and over and over..." "That's the definition of a cow." he chuckled.

When the 12 year old made her canter, she would go a few strides then stop and buck. And then buck again when the accomplished young equestrian managed to keep pushing with the leg and seat and throw in a whack with the crop. Egads!

And then she saw the pony's true nature. It almost infuriated Jill the way that same animal would be as gentle and good as gold with the keen 4 1/2 year old. "I am not kidding, she is such an angel you can actually SEE the halo!" Jill was amazed actually at the way you could SEE the pony take care of the student. And, she just loved to sniff the child. It was priceless.

2009-04-22

Reruns

He was talking about the nicer weather and how great it is to have the soft top on the jeep for the drives out to the barn. She couldn't stop wondering if he could be her carpool to the stables on the friday nights for show prep...

it was nice where he showed her the hack paths too. If only she had a horse buddy in training to go out working with him with!
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To tell you the truth, I think our first meeting was Grandview." Jill smiled to the handsome artsy lanking fella. "That's when you passed your business card through the driver's side window to me, but Bee, the intended go-between, managed to just keep it. I thought she must have a friend that liked you and I resented the entire carpool."

She remembered that he'd made her laugh on course that day. She was just a specatator/cheerleader that day, and was actually impressed to watch the photographer catch a loose horse, the first human it encountered after a rider fall.

He clearly didn't remember meeting her back then. 

Would she become more special to him?