Yeah, so I thought I was going to be in massive pain again tonight, after riding again today. But so far, not so bad. We’ll see about tomorrow. I am not sure what to expect. I worked NEW muscles today, so I am sure there is something coming.
Today’s ride was a bit better, but I have to share this hilarious “disaster” story that happened to me today.
Ok, so Gyllian (the horse I ride) was apparently a famous championship horse awhile back, and when he retired his owner decided to buy him a donkey. Yes, you read that correctly. A donkey.
Well, so Timmy (the donkey) lives in Gyllian’s stall. Cute isn’t it?
They are very close and really do not like to be apart. Gyllian is protective of Timmy and Timmy doesn’t like it when Gyllian leaves him for any reason. In fact, last week when I rode Gyllian, we could hear Timmy and his noises from clear across the stable and outside. Crazy. Can we say Separation Anxiety?
So today I go to get Gyllian out of his stall and I manage to get the halter on without any biting or nipping. That’s a miracle on its own right.
I pull the G-man out of his stall and ask my daughter to quickly shut the stall door as soon as G comes out. She can’t get it closed fast enough and here comes Timmy. Yup. So here I am holding the lead rope of this enormous temperamental horse, and there is now a loose donkey. I’m thinking today’s lesson’s going to go great, right?
So I spend 5 panicked minutes trying to push, shove and generally plead and beg this donkey back into his stall to no avail. I am literally starting to really get upset. One of the workers happens by at the end of the barn and he’s pushing the wheelbarrow and while he continues walking, there was a noticeable slow down in his step as he realized that some mad frantic woman is basically hugging a donkey at the other end. I immediately beg him to come here.
When he walks up behind Timmy (laughing I might add) it scares T enough to get him to move forward toward the stall and I was able to kind of steer, push, guide, block his path to ensure he entered the stall. Yay. Timmy was back in and my dignity was saved, of course at the expense of my sanity. LOL
To make matters work, I tell my trainer, J afterwards that it happened.
“Oh, that happens all the time.”
WHAT?!?!?! Why did someone not tell me this? LOL
“Wanna know how to get Timmy to go back into his stall the easy way?” (never mind that she did NOT know that we had basically pushed, shoved, pulled, etc. the damn donkey for five freakin’ minutes)
“Put Gyllian back in.”