We all know Jack is an interesting duck. Not only is he basically the bubble boy (or needs to be at least) and spooky, but he also becomes terribly unconfident at shows. At the Carolina Horse Park, I have now basically ostracized myself from the trainer’s group, because Jack needs as few friends as possible (aka end stall) and definitely no mare friends (because apparently mares are more interesting at shows), lest he melt into a screaming puddle any time one of his buddies leaves.
At the Virginia Horse Park, not having been there before, (I didn’t realize the walls were concrete) I put down similar requests for our stabling. So Jack didn’t have a neighbor, but he did have a full view of Lainey Ashker’s beautiful group of horses that shared the aisle with us. And I don’t know if it was that, or the venue, or what, but the biggest highlight of the weekend was this:
Jack hung his head out the stall.
And not only did he do this, he also didn’t A) run his teeth up and down the walls (his anxious tick), B) scream when horses left, or C) keep his head in the far corner ignoring the world.
AND he ate! Like, every meal. All the hay.
It’s a freaking miracle.
Seriously though, having a relaxed horse that actually seemed to enjoy himself, doing normal horse things, and wanting to be engaged in the outside world (even though it meant he chewed my Lund Saddlery reins :<) was absolutely the highlight of the weekend.
To top it all off, he was a total pleasure to walk around the property when stretching his legs- I almost didn’t think I needed the rope halter- and was a pretty cool customer in the warmups and hacking up the hill to XC.
It’s these things that make that measly rail a blip on the radar. His attitude was every bit as victorious as a blue ribbon.
The test will be to see if the same chill version of Jack shows up at the next War Horse show. I sure hope so, he’s a cool guy.
Wow, sounds like you’re finally making real progress towards your goals! You deserve it, you been working super-hard at this for a long time.
Aww yess! I know exactly what you mean. Baby Bast showed up to last weekend’s show and was not an explosive dragon under saddle. I was like ALREADY WINNING DON’T EVEN NEED A RIBBON. KTHXBAI. Lol. It’s the best feeling! Good yellow horse!
Levi is so bound to Eugene that separating them at shows is painful. I have taken many a picture of my husband riding while holding Levi on a lead rope rather than risk Levi destroying our trailer. In stalls, he digs giant pits into the ground. I’m glad Jack is getting better. Maybe Levi will decide to step up and join the golden good boy club soon.
WOW this is huge Britt! Hopefully, he’s growing up:)