Emma D's diary

By EmmaDrabble

At home: Always move his feet, not yours.....x

Jack has eaten far too much spring grass. This means he is effectively like a child who has eaten too much sugar all day. He's got energy to burn.

I walk into this paddock. Its not really a true paddock. We has some great idea of putting the electric fencing across the garden to let the horse be the mower. This would only work at this time of year. Since, most horses need a restricted summer diet. They are truly like kids, human ones and goat ones, they will eat until they are sick (with colic)

Jack, sensing restriction orders are soon to be in place is not easy to catch. He is put away in a paddock with less grass for the evening. He gallops around, avoiding capture. Horses being herd animals are actually quite easy to catch when they go into flight like this. You have to turn the 'flight' into being being productive movement. I keep asking Jack to move on when he slows. Initially he thinks he is the one moving my feet, but now I move his. Eventually he tires. He is being schooled. He asks to stop, chewing at the mouth. I send him round a few more times and then stop asking him. He stops. I hook him up on the lead rope. He follows.

He must be thinking, that even the spring grass wasn't worth all that sweat and work. Lets see if he that that again..

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