Oh Happy Day... Glorious Day, rejoice with me as I drive this horse and compare it to several things that are not horses. |
I know... another story about a horse. I'm losing readers because of it I think. Well, this is what I'm doing now, so sit there, shut up and listen to my stupid story.
Ah.... Finn... what a dream boat. I think of him and I get goose bumps. He isn't much to look at it, but those are the types I fall for. No offence hubster...
Anyway, I was in a terrible rotten mood last night. I knew I wouldn't have the patience to work with Raven. The boys had worn me thin, both crying most of the day over really dumb things like, vacuum hoses coming unhitched, or falling off a step and hitting a head, or getting smacked in the face by the others foot or fist... it just went on and on. The minute I turned away there was some sort of endless screaming. I had enough, and was desperately counting down the seconds to leave the house to get to the barn.
The hubster called to say he was going to be ten minutes late. Ten minutes felt like ten hours... I just wanted to GO!!
I had dinner waiting patiently. Kids fed, house cleaned, I did my house wife job. I feel like a domestic slave with an apron on most of the day, cooking, cleaning, ironing, laundering, changing diapers, chasing chickens, pushing cats off dining room tables. I signed up for it, and thought that this would be living the dream... till I got a bit greedy.
Greed. Is a good word for it. I got a tiny sample of this horse and I just want more.
I jumped on his back last night, in a quiet irritated mood. My three lady friends were already trotting around, I was late....and rushing. "Uh oh, Liz has her serious face on" yells out Tina, as she trots past.
Indeed I do. I have been thinking about this moment all day. I even tried to read my Anne Kursinsky riding clinic book to get some exercise ideas... but the brats wouldn't let me.
I set up two jumps, and a pole in the middle of the ground. I was going to get Finn to canter around in a figure eight without stopping. He would have to canter over the center pole and change his lead. When horses canter they lead with one leg. It is supposed to be the inside leg of the circle you are riding. If you change the direction of that circle they should swap legs by throwing out the new inside leg. Its sounds complicated, and it is. You have to be very well balanced, have a good seat, strong legs, and hands to hold and support the horses head. The horse needs to be athletic, trained, balanced and collected.
Cantering along... my heart starts to thump... here we go.. we are going to do it... over the pole, look left, sit still, and up, and slide my right leg back, pick up my outside hand a little... and boom it feels like I'm in a jeep going over some large boulders... it feels bumpy, but alas WE DID IT! Around we go again... and the same thing.
I have never ridden a horse that was so athletic. He has spring to his step, he pushes from the back like a BMW M3, and yet with just a little tuck and push there, he turns into All Wheel Drive and becomes a fun little Subaru WRX. I ask him to go into a sitting trot, and his bounce quiets into a collected trot, framed beautifully, perfectly on the bit, waiting anxiously for the slightest movement from me. I am now driving a Bentley.
Subaru WRX (AWD) |
BMW M3 (Rear wheel Drive) |
Bentley, (Pure Luxury) |
He pulls up to jumps like a Range Rover (only he doesn't break down). He hauls his ass over it with tucked legs and a good extra foot of clearance. He jumps 4' with ease, chomping at the bit to go higher. I can almost hear him giggling at the pure thought of a real jumpers course. Actually that might be me.
Range Rover ( Really Expensive Machine that breaks down a lot) |
He may look like a Gremlin or an Aztec, but my god... this horse is well rounded, Athletic, Graceful, Attentive, and Responsive. Everything you could possibly want in a ride.
Aztec (Voted most ugly cars ever) |
Gremlin (Voted most ugly car) |
How much longer can this boy go before a bumper falls off or a hubcap goes flying off... I will never know. I don't know what his past was... was he grand prix dressage? Was he an Eventer? Someone loved this horse, and trained him well. How did he end up at a Rescue? How did he end up with little kids on his back trotting him around not knowing his true knowledge?.
I have never met a horse like him. He has no personality... there is nothing going on behind his eyes... I could see how someone would pass him by. He has heart though, and so do I for him. I wonder how far we could go together? Could I get him to Piaffe?( Standing canter with lead changes)? Could I get him to do a canter half pass? I have never done it before. Could I take him to a cross country course and jump him over parked tractors? Gallop him through water and up embankments? Who knows. Finn will let me know. Sky is the limit now.
Update: The owner of Finn (Ginger) wrote this about my blog.
I love your writing! And it's so spot on about Finn! Yes, he is plain looking (with big old mule ears). When I first met Finn he came to a big show barn in Mt. Laurel from A rescue in KY. He was shipped there to either be sold or leased at that stable. There were two horses on that trailer & the assistant trainer & I watched as it pulled up. There was a cute chestnut face with a big white blaze looking out the little window at us! We were both excited. Then the ramp came down & Finn walked out! Lol! Disappointment from the other trainer.I liked him immediately! He only stayed there a week or two as they tried him out & decided he wouldn't work for them. I expressed my interest in the little guy and was told to come get him! The rest is history! He does have personality though, once you get to know him! He's excited about life! He loves to work & loves to play in the water (he's a swimmer!). Jumping is his thing & he'll go over anything! He's sweet, and takes care of the little kids!
It makes me happy that you see in Finn what I did when I first met him. He's something special, even though he doesn't look like a big deal on the outside.
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