Tuesday, January 28, 2014

Work

"Work" is a rellative term wen it is cold out side.

There is only so much work you can do wen your ground is cold an freezy-hard.

Brr.

Mom does things at a walk tho. Bendies and leg yeelds an side passes an som turns and wat ever.

We also works on square halting. I does not get this. I preefers to trail a Roxie back leggy.

Like so:

 Flash back. This picsure is old but i ashure you my teckneek is still the same.

So Mom gets off of my back an we works on it onna ground.


I pertend not to unnerstand. But then. Mom is done with you an she goes to make your graim. Then you stands SO GOOD and square-ish, all on your own, on freezy grownd, in order to get your graims.
 

Monday, January 13, 2014

Icee!

Welp. All this snow at my horse house has turnded into icees.

My passture is icy.
















An my drive way is water over more ice.



This is reestricting my ability to go to arrenas for exercize. Since Mom refooses to ask me to skate over to my trailur.

That is all for now.

Tuesday, January 7, 2014

Roxie roundness

There is snow onna ground at my horse house.

This fact does not pervent a Mom frum riding me any ways.

We goes over rail rode ties.


And we works on going side ways. 



Here is a good exampel of me being soooooooooooooo Roxie cute! And Trixie looking like she is bad and domb.


And here is me halping Mom get the mail, when the nice mail bringer lady drives up. 



I hope Mom appreshiates all this stuff I does for her.

We donot just work in the snow tho. I goes on lots of trailur rides to places where I can be rided indoors.


At this perticular lesson, we is standing around an discussing how som times horses does not want to go where humins wants them to go. Like such as going into trailurs. Little Trixie has deecided she does not go into trailurs any more, at leest not the first like 500 tries anyway.

This. For 2+ hours.
Gena the trainer laydee says "well all my horses is SO so good to leed, that i could bring them into my human house I bet." And Mom pipes up as says "well you could take Roxie in there too" an I is so proud an happie that Mom thinks so highly of my Roxie obediense. 

Then Mom says, "well, i mean. Roxie would TRY to go in your house. But she'd probly get stuck in your door."

>:(

Som one tell Mom it is not verry nice to make fun of my Roxie roundness.