Oh those baby pons

Yes, Gigi is big baby #3 of this blog. The weather finally took a turn for the undesirable. After a very slowly warming up throughout last week, a cold front began to swoop in, and Saturday was quite cold and gloomy. Despite the sad look outside, the rain wasn't to come until much later, so we rode anyway.

The Snoop

I took Gigi out for a little spin on my own, but, being that the weather had shifted quite dramatically, she had an equally dramatic reaction to it. After running from me in the pasture, her aversion to my presence subsided and was replaced by a general alertness at, well, everything. Feed bins, the cross ties, piles of rocks, literally anything. I could barely get her to lunge a nice circle at the trot, and even when we accomplished that, she quickly reverted back to a hyped up baby.

She still rode fine, and I did my best to keep correcting her rhythm since that's pretty much where she's at on the scale. The whole ride was walk/halts and trot/halts. She has a pretty good stop, but it got even better and more timely after only a few times. We trot through some poles to finish out the ride, and by then she was much more supple in her mouth and jaw.