A penny for your thoughts
Sometimes I would really love to know what Caven is thinking. Like today, when we were walking through the forest and the ground got muddy, and he got nervous. What did he think was gonna happen? That he would sink in and the ground would swallow him whole?
He actually tried to jump out of the mud, but I held him back. It made him panic and he wanted to get his hooves out of the muddy ground so desperately that he actually reared up, almost hitting me in the face. Karma, I bet.
When he was done throwing his tantrum and realized that he had TOTALLY overreacted, he calmed down and we went on our merry way as if that had never happened. But seriously, what was Caven thinking??? I don't get that at all, because half the time the ground he's walking on is muddy, but in this particular moment the mud was unbearable for some ridiculous reason. I mean, I'm sure there is a very plausible explanation for this. Namely, horse logic.
Anyway. That was today's incident. Aaaaaand were back at 0. Like always.
Luckily, the rest of our trail walk was relaxed and really enjoyable! Caven discovered that benches don't kill horses, and from then on thoroughly inspected every single bench we happened to come across. That is also really interesting about Caven. Stuff like a bench or a single tree trunk lying on the side of the road tend to make him nervous and wary, but when I tell him to move closer and take a look at the thing that scares him, he kind of rushes into inspecting it, almost bumping into it, as if it had never scared him to begin with.
And once he realizes something isn't scary, he's all over it. Like, you can actually see him physically conquering his fears. You can see the exact moment he jumps over his shadow, attacking the unknown headfirst, and then watch him sigh in relief, not a care in the world as he smells, touches and checks out the same tree trunk that he had been so scared of just a moment ago.
If the weather allows for it, I'm gonna head out onto as many trail walks as possible with Caven from now on. He has to get used to the outside world, to the mud under his oh so delicate hooves. We're gonna do a whole lot of exploring on feet, so that he will become more confident and reliable, hopefully.
Hey, check it out, it's another bench!
He actually tried to jump out of the mud, but I held him back. It made him panic and he wanted to get his hooves out of the muddy ground so desperately that he actually reared up, almost hitting me in the face. Karma, I bet.
When he was done throwing his tantrum and realized that he had TOTALLY overreacted, he calmed down and we went on our merry way as if that had never happened. But seriously, what was Caven thinking??? I don't get that at all, because half the time the ground he's walking on is muddy, but in this particular moment the mud was unbearable for some ridiculous reason. I mean, I'm sure there is a very plausible explanation for this. Namely, horse logic.
Anyway. That was today's incident. Aaaaaand were back at 0. Like always.
Luckily, the rest of our trail walk was relaxed and really enjoyable! Caven discovered that benches don't kill horses, and from then on thoroughly inspected every single bench we happened to come across. That is also really interesting about Caven. Stuff like a bench or a single tree trunk lying on the side of the road tend to make him nervous and wary, but when I tell him to move closer and take a look at the thing that scares him, he kind of rushes into inspecting it, almost bumping into it, as if it had never scared him to begin with.
And once he realizes something isn't scary, he's all over it. Like, you can actually see him physically conquering his fears. You can see the exact moment he jumps over his shadow, attacking the unknown headfirst, and then watch him sigh in relief, not a care in the world as he smells, touches and checks out the same tree trunk that he had been so scared of just a moment ago.
If the weather allows for it, I'm gonna head out onto as many trail walks as possible with Caven from now on. He has to get used to the outside world, to the mud under his oh so delicate hooves. We're gonna do a whole lot of exploring on feet, so that he will become more confident and reliable, hopefully.
Hey, check it out, it's another bench!