Goals Go Bye Bye

Its true that once Jill had finally got him consistently past the huge fluffy sheep up the street that had so freaked him, she got her aspirations about riding the rider level 8 on him at the next testing.  Even though that would be followed by re-doing all the lunging rigamarole that she had already passed for the instructor certificate -- a facade of process that had nothing to do with anything she ever did in real life, ug.

And, it was also true, that therefore, she would sometimes practice jumping unsupervised in the show ring before she went to work in the morning, ha.  The pink plank had provided quite a wake up call one time, she remembered and that's when she'd also learned her little buddy's if in doubt go faster philosophy, ha.

"I guess I gave up those dreams when the owner of the horse took him back," Jill had forgot she even intended once.  It saddened her to recollect how the owner was was so bent out of shape that Jill had pulled his shoes and turned him out overnite with another horse that she lost the ride.  Jill didn't try and splain how overgrown barefoot might be better than overgrown and shod given the unpaid farrier bills.  And she didn't argue that he'd been turned out with the other big bay overnight many many times when the board payment was late, and that all the horsies survived just fine.  Jill was silent as she let her heart break for not just the loss of her current mount, but also their shared retired show buddy, the big bay that was so happy and relaxed an old man.  A horse she knew trusted her more than any other person he knew already or would ever meet.  A horse she loved to groom and visit and play with, before and after riding the younger thoroughbred.  Boo hoo.

At least she had met a media buddy out the deal. ug, ha etc.

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Please please please make a video series!" Jill would beseech her mentor.  The people with your depth of expertise are disappearing.  Maybe based on pony club? Pony club is an internationally known system!!  Nevermind the EC Rider levels (which by the way, you continue to accidentally call CEF an out of date nomenclature).

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"My issue with a horse to ride in my life now is usually the car ride to get there."  Jill would ride the horse no one else wanted to, but lately no one was willing to come and pick her up so she would do so, ha.