Cleo and I had a great lesson today. As I get to be a better rider, she remembers all of her excellent previous training, and she doesn't lose her patience with me as often. Today she didn't refuse, balk, run backwards, or complain one time. We walked, trotted, did leg yields, turns on the forehand both directions, halt, etc., and she paid great attention. It's days like this that I remember why I love having a horse. Sometimes I get discouraged and allow myself to add up the time and financial commitment, and wonder why I don't stick to dogs as companions. But then when Cleo and I work well as a pair, I find no comparison. I need to remind myslef, it is not how often, how long, or how complicated my ride, but the satisfaction and excitement I feel after a good ride--especially since riding a horse was never in my life-plan.
Later in the week , I will continue describing the clinic Cleo and I attended. We both are still benefitting from that experience.
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