Except, we already know Oscar.
But on the flip side, we don't know Oscar as well as we thought.
And by we, I mean me.
|"Stop blabbing, woman"|
It's because of this that I strongly considered him as my lease horse for next year. Unfortunately, his chances of coming home with me were shot after the very first lesson. A fellow team member told me about all the issues Oscar had and still has. He was only used twice in my lesson last year. The first time was when he being ridden by someone else (and subsequently broke her wrist or elbow or something in that general area). The second time he was used, I started out on him. I couldn't sit his trot, but he was nice otherwise. Those big brown eyes are relaxing. From those who rode him often, he was "unpredictable" and generally a mess over fences with lots of, um, playing afterwards. Over the summer, he went away for six weeks to learn a thing or two, and his owner rides him once a week while he's also used in lessons.
|"Couldn't hear you. I was too busy not caring :/"|
- didn't want to move out of the way when I tried to open his stall gate because moving is hard
- required my assistance to put his foot down after being picked out
- sniffed several butts while we were in the ring
- basically had to be kept away from the group because he wants to be everyone's friend, but not everyone is friendly
- licked the barrels
- picked up a barrel when he decided licking wasn't sufficient
- put in the smallest chip ever (i.e. I have no idea how to jump)
- managed to keep walking with me despite grabbing grass every few steps
- tried to eat everything within reach
- became very offended when I dared to play with his mouth, but took it back immediately and put all his weight on me for a short nap (he is huge, guys)
- picked up his grain pan and threw it around, demanding that someone feed him after his very long and challenging ride with me
He's a complete ham.
|"That's Prince Ham, to you"|
He jumped awesomely, too. He gets a bit quick and heavy if you don't have enough contact, but it's not even a run away kind of quick, more like a "I'm a big horse and you're not keeping me together" quick.
|Not kidding about this saddle. Also, what a nice, all white tack set.|