Molly Tag zwei
Today was the second day working with Molly. She rocketed out tonthe far reaches of the pasture as I unloaded the Jeep. Randy went to go fetch her halter and I took the lunge line and headed out to grab her.
She watched me and thought about leaving. I walked to the far fence (they are long, narrow runs about 40' wide) to give her options for both directions and she considered me, took a few steps, and I paused. She took a few more, paused, considered, I walked the fence. She thought about heading farther out and I kept walking the fence. She stopped, I stopped, called her a good girl and was eventually able to work my way up to her. Gave her rubs, looped the lunge line over her neck and nose and snapped it to itself for a make-shift halter.
She lead back very nicely and I swapped the lunge line for her halter. She wasn't happy when I picked up the whip, but I was ready for her to try to bugger off and bumped the line to keep her from turning away. We then repeated the whip desensitizing with rubbing, slapping the ground, and casting it over her back. I then put the bareback pad on her, which she wasn't super keen on to start so rubbing and taking it away, pushing it over, and pulling it back before dropping the girth. Her armpit and girth area were a bit ticklish so I worked in that before pulling it up. She went to leave and the pad slipped off, which startled her, but I think she realized she did it to herself as she stood better after that.
I put her bridle on over the halter and lunged her walk and trot, which she did pretty well for. She wants to look in at me and slow more than try to leave, which I take as a good sign.
I then worked on getting her to flex on both sides while standing still and figured "why not" and grabbed my helmet. No intention of swinging a leg over because I didn't have my vest, but I jumped up and down next to her and then found a cinder block. She's not super tall, but I can't belly over something more than 13 hands (she's about 14 or so). The 16" block gabe me enough of a boost and I leaned over, rubbed on her, and told her what a good girl she was even if she moved around a bit. I put my full weight on her back and picked up the line a little and she walked off, got slightly concerned about something (can't say for sure it was me as Randy had a pool guy doing stuff and another group working on resurfacing his driveway) and I slid off, which seemed to surprise her.
I leaned on and off and ended with her standing quietly as I did so.
Tomorrow I plan on ground driving her in the bridle and bringing my vest. If the steering and breaks are there I'll take her for a little walk.
I should get around to replying to things eventually ... busy, busy, busy.
She watched me and thought about leaving. I walked to the far fence (they are long, narrow runs about 40' wide) to give her options for both directions and she considered me, took a few steps, and I paused. She took a few more, paused, considered, I walked the fence. She thought about heading farther out and I kept walking the fence. She stopped, I stopped, called her a good girl and was eventually able to work my way up to her. Gave her rubs, looped the lunge line over her neck and nose and snapped it to itself for a make-shift halter.
She lead back very nicely and I swapped the lunge line for her halter. She wasn't happy when I picked up the whip, but I was ready for her to try to bugger off and bumped the line to keep her from turning away. We then repeated the whip desensitizing with rubbing, slapping the ground, and casting it over her back. I then put the bareback pad on her, which she wasn't super keen on to start so rubbing and taking it away, pushing it over, and pulling it back before dropping the girth. Her armpit and girth area were a bit ticklish so I worked in that before pulling it up. She went to leave and the pad slipped off, which startled her, but I think she realized she did it to herself as she stood better after that.
I put her bridle on over the halter and lunged her walk and trot, which she did pretty well for. She wants to look in at me and slow more than try to leave, which I take as a good sign.
I then worked on getting her to flex on both sides while standing still and figured "why not" and grabbed my helmet. No intention of swinging a leg over because I didn't have my vest, but I jumped up and down next to her and then found a cinder block. She's not super tall, but I can't belly over something more than 13 hands (she's about 14 or so). The 16" block gabe me enough of a boost and I leaned over, rubbed on her, and told her what a good girl she was even if she moved around a bit. I put my full weight on her back and picked up the line a little and she walked off, got slightly concerned about something (can't say for sure it was me as Randy had a pool guy doing stuff and another group working on resurfacing his driveway) and I slid off, which seemed to surprise her.
I leaned on and off and ended with her standing quietly as I did so.
Tomorrow I plan on ground driving her in the bridle and bringing my vest. If the steering and breaks are there I'll take her for a little walk.
I should get around to replying to things eventually ... busy, busy, busy.