Well, we moved and my cat now has twice as much space to freak out (she just jumped on the couch, snuck up behind me and bit the back of my neck and then jumped away and then crowhopped and scrambled away. I was too speechless to correct the biting in time.)
In other animal news, yesterday I learned how to turn on the forehand. Guys, don't laugh, but this was hard for me. I was on a young pony and we were in a fenced in outdoor, so halfway through turning on the forehand he would step forward and put his head over the fence. I learned a lot about getting the response from one leg, containing that response with the other, and holding the rein pressure as steady as possible. I didn't do it perfectly, but afterwards we had me canter around the ring and it was so much easier to keep him from falling in thanks to making him responsive to my leg!
And in the brief time since writing that paragraph, my cat is peacefully napping. Must be a good life.
In other animal news, yesterday I learned how to turn on the forehand. Guys, don't laugh, but this was hard for me. I was on a young pony and we were in a fenced in outdoor, so halfway through turning on the forehand he would step forward and put his head over the fence. I learned a lot about getting the response from one leg, containing that response with the other, and holding the rein pressure as steady as possible. I didn't do it perfectly, but afterwards we had me canter around the ring and it was so much easier to keep him from falling in thanks to making him responsive to my leg!
And in the brief time since writing that paragraph, my cat is peacefully napping. Must be a good life.
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