Post by jennyb on Jan 2, 2010 12:10:19 GMT 1
Sara's thread was a great idea! Here's mine:
I backed Gazdag in December 08, so early 09 was just continuing the little bits of work we had done so far, nothing exciting. Here we are in cold January, pottering about in the school.
When you have an itch, you've got to scratch it!
We moved yards and he got a playmate:
And did a little more work in the school.
This is how I get greeted in the field
Then we trekked over to Cheshire for some more lessons with Francois. But this time, Francois brought his friend Jean-Louis, who ended up teaching my lessons. He has to be my all-time favourite instructor, he was just lovely. We had our first canter under saddle and Gazdag was a very good boy.
He just went up a gear after these lessons and we had a fab summer hacking about and even did our first few dressage tests. In June we went on hols with friends and had a ball:
Gazdag didn't like the stream outside our cottages, and refused to go in it until Aunty Gem led him in to show him that the bridge troll wouldn't come and eat him. Here he is doing a cat stretch with his bum up the bank, expressing his disapproval of my request to get his feet wet!
And then we had a magical time on the beach, it was ace:
And then Gazdag went and ruined all our fun by pretending to be a western horse in the field and spraining his suspensory ligament doing sliding stops. So he's been off work since apart from basic fittening work, straight lines, hard surface, yawn yawn yawn.
Here's his scan with the red arrows pointing to the damage
And here he is, lounging at Flawborough Equine where he had three weeks hydrotherapy for his ligament injury:
Ten weeks box rest didn't go down well and he resorted to rearing again and leaping about but turnout seems to have solved that, and hopefully we are turning a corner now and can get back to some normal work at long last.
Finally, a Christmas Lipizzaner:
I backed Gazdag in December 08, so early 09 was just continuing the little bits of work we had done so far, nothing exciting. Here we are in cold January, pottering about in the school.
When you have an itch, you've got to scratch it!
We moved yards and he got a playmate:
And did a little more work in the school.
This is how I get greeted in the field
Then we trekked over to Cheshire for some more lessons with Francois. But this time, Francois brought his friend Jean-Louis, who ended up teaching my lessons. He has to be my all-time favourite instructor, he was just lovely. We had our first canter under saddle and Gazdag was a very good boy.
He just went up a gear after these lessons and we had a fab summer hacking about and even did our first few dressage tests. In June we went on hols with friends and had a ball:
Gazdag didn't like the stream outside our cottages, and refused to go in it until Aunty Gem led him in to show him that the bridge troll wouldn't come and eat him. Here he is doing a cat stretch with his bum up the bank, expressing his disapproval of my request to get his feet wet!
And then we had a magical time on the beach, it was ace:
And then Gazdag went and ruined all our fun by pretending to be a western horse in the field and spraining his suspensory ligament doing sliding stops. So he's been off work since apart from basic fittening work, straight lines, hard surface, yawn yawn yawn.
Here's his scan with the red arrows pointing to the damage
And here he is, lounging at Flawborough Equine where he had three weeks hydrotherapy for his ligament injury:
Ten weeks box rest didn't go down well and he resorted to rearing again and leaping about but turnout seems to have solved that, and hopefully we are turning a corner now and can get back to some normal work at long last.
Finally, a Christmas Lipizzaner: