Baby Stinker couldn't stand still in the cross ties
I love knowing that he trusts me enough not to check out when he is scared. Quite frankly I wouldn't have blamed him if he had high tailed it down the road the other evening with the Christmas lights. But instead he trusted me and stayed and passed the bike in a reasonable manner. I use the term reasonable manner because there was much snorting and prancing, but it was totally controllable. He always dances when he is is nervous (all the better to high tail it out of there if necessary).
Grown up Stinker rides in rust bucket trailers
I feel comfortable taking him out on all the trails. I used to worry about what would happen if we ran into something scary. Now I know I can just talk to him, keep my legs on, and ask him to flex. He will refocus and stay straight and I don't have to worry about him scooting into anything or taking anyone out. I am not worried about crossing roads, because we can halt without having a total meltdown.
And happily eats in new places
This year Stinker has really found his brain and it has improved his rideability so much. I can't quite believe that this is the same horse that would have a fit over legs touching him. When I was riding with the new trainer she asked about our background and goals. And I realized as I sat there on a loose rein talking to her that I didn't want to influence her opinion of him by telling her we spent 6 months trying to figure out how to walk. Or that he used to panic and check out. Instead I said he is quite sensitive and can get frazzled easily and I want to keep him sound for a long as possible.
And lets me text and ride
But never stops being a goober (PC SB)