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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/rss2full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5340539766687929164</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 16 Feb 2012 09:25:29 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>new zealand pony club associtation</category><category>timberlands</category><category>Horse Rugs</category><category>General Riding</category><category>lameness</category><category>A Story for Another Day</category><category>General Training</category><category>Poems</category><category>Pony Club Show Jump Champs</category><category>Competitions</category><category>feeding</category><category>The saddle on my horses back</category><category>Red</category><category>Dressage</category><category>Pheonix</category><category>job</category><category>Horse Gear Review</category><category>8 Things about me</category><category>forest</category><category>quote of the week</category><category>showing</category><category>Questions and Answers</category><category>Toby</category><category>scripture union camps</category><category>horse trial</category><category>farm</category><category>abscess</category><category>jack</category><category>Show Jumping</category><category>Ghost</category><category>ground manners</category><category>One Day Eventing</category><category>tack</category><category>photography</category><category>random</category><category>Midwesthorse</category><category>Cross Country</category><category>summer care</category><category>accident</category><category>General Horse Care</category><category>Cool stuff</category><category>horse camp</category><category>studs</category><category>Massey Pony Club</category><category>Winter Care</category><category>Saddle Fitting</category><category>2007/2008 goals</category><category>horse health care</category><category>general horse</category><category>Training</category><category>barefoot</category><category>Lessons</category><title>A Girl and Her Horse</title><description>A blog about the good times, bad times and those times in between in training a horse and rider for low level eventing.</description><link>http://alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Katie)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>151</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/AGirlAndHerHorse" /><feedburner:info uri="agirlandherhorse" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5340539766687929164.post-6971092771543390665</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Jun 2009 08:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-29T01:24:34.402-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jack</category><title>Jack is for sale.</title><description>Yes, sadly I have made the hard decision to sell my darling boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally I had decided just to lease him out. I didn't think it was fair on him to have him with me in Palmy as I didn't have the time to ride him, nor the funds to compete him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my parents have both been diagnosed with cancer and they are no longer able to help with extra support of me while I study, so Jack must be sold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really gutted but I know its the best thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is his sale ad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack is a 15.2hh Black Thoroughbred Gelding. Sucessfully completed at 1.20m with previous owner, has scope to go higher. Competed at Training Level eventing, schooled easily at Pre-Novice. Has had some dressage schooling. Easy to float, truck, shoe, worm etc. Can be pushy on the ground so needs a firm hand. Jack is not a beginners horse but can be handled fine by a competent rider. Is great to ride right off a break. Is a cool PC horse. Can be grazed in a herd or seperately. Tries hard and is an honest jumper. Hes really a lovely horse and is stunning looking... I get compliments on him all the time. Good to ride on the beach, road and forest. He has a very soft mouth, I ride him in a straight bar happy mouth with no trouble. He is a good keeper, only needs feed in the summer to get electrolytes into him since he sweats a lot. I am looking to sell Jack because I can not fufil his potential while I am at University. Comes with a winter cover, an inbetween seasons cover, and two summer covers. Saddle and Bridle if needed. You can email me at katherinehogg@yahoo.com or txt/phone me on 0274125548 or 096279878 for more info. He is currently turned out in Taumarunui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you are looking for a new horse (and you live in New Zealand), feel free to contact me. He is advertised for $6000 ono.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A side note.. Jack is loving his time in Taumuarnui. He is head of his herd and was as gentle as a lamb when I rode him after a good two months off. My good good boy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5340539766687929164-6971092771543390665?l=alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AGirlAndHerHorse/~3/4qR0a8FLQHA/jack-is-for-sale.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katie)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com/2009/06/jack-is-for-sale.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5340539766687929164.post-3776935613501405505</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 May 2009 06:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-11T23:48:21.378-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jack</category><title>Whopps!</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been very busy lately and have neglected this poor blog! Uni is crazy at the moment so poor Jack has been getting fed and cleaned regularly and not much else. I'm sure he's happy though, what horse doesn't want to hang in a paddock and eat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've arranged for Jack to be turned out on my best friends farm for 6 weeks (this is where I lived last year). The paddocks and hills are huge so hes going to get the chance just to be a horse for a few weeks and regain some mental health. My only worry is that he will be turned out with some other horses and there are always fights... hopefully he doesn't get hurt! I'll be praying hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, there is not much else going on here! This blog will be having its own winter hiatus so don't expect too much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5340539766687929164-3776935613501405505?l=alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AGirlAndHerHorse/~3/vmVmqOpwUMI/whopps.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katie)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com/2009/05/whopps.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5340539766687929164.post-3272139637754199448</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 Apr 2009 23:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-22T17:31:47.283-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Show Jumping</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">photography</category><title>E's Show Jumping Lesson</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/Se-zGyVlgBI/AAAAAAAAAvM/QG_Es-aW5Kw/s1600-h/emma+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/Se-zGyVlgBI/AAAAAAAAAvM/QG_Es-aW5Kw/s400/emma+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327673813375483922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend E had a show jumping lesson this morning and I decided to tag along to watch. Her horse Tom is a cool guy, this was the first time I really saw him in action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/Se-zHNADp5I/AAAAAAAAAvc/8DaTPvgaaFY/s1600-h/emma+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/Se-zHNADp5I/AAAAAAAAAvc/8DaTPvgaaFY/s400/emma+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327673820532942738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/Se-zHEBdEpI/AAAAAAAAAvs/zfWyFdcbqRs/s1600-h/emma+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/Se-zHEBdEpI/AAAAAAAAAvs/zfWyFdcbqRs/s400/emma+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327673818122883730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the photographs I got from the lesson. My camera is old, and pretty lame. It takes the photo a second after you press the button, so timing a jumping photo is a art. It's also a gamble whether you get a fuzzy action photo or not. So some of these are a tad fuzzy. Isn't he awesome though? The very last photo is E and Tom jumping 1.35m and the corner in the 2nd photo is 1.3om.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/Se-zHMkGS5I/AAAAAAAAAvk/UJqyxbXYij8/s1600-h/emma+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/Se-zHMkGS5I/AAAAAAAAAvk/UJqyxbXYij8/s400/emma+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327673820415675282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/Se-zG5pHEXI/AAAAAAAAAvU/rhfOLpYK864/s1600-h/emma+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/Se-zG5pHEXI/AAAAAAAAAvU/rhfOLpYK864/s400/emma+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327673815336423794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/Se-0cy9vEyI/AAAAAAAAAv0/gEz3R_SJeT8/s1600-h/emma+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/Se-0cy9vEyI/AAAAAAAAAv0/gEz3R_SJeT8/s400/emma+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327675291012633378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/Se-0dGwcM4I/AAAAAAAAAwE/lZQSdxRShmk/s1600-h/emma+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/Se-0dGwcM4I/AAAAAAAAAwE/lZQSdxRShmk/s400/emma+8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327675296325579650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/Se-0hw9cMvI/AAAAAAAAAwc/hQjSubqq7Uw/s1600-h/emma+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/Se-0hw9cMvI/AAAAAAAAAwc/hQjSubqq7Uw/s400/emma+11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327675376373871346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/Se-0dF7Ze4I/AAAAAAAAAwM/WIpNQmZ71vI/s1600-h/emma+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/Se-0dF7Ze4I/AAAAAAAAAwM/WIpNQmZ71vI/s400/emma+9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327675296103103362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the way home from the lesson, E let me drive the float home! I was stoaked as I've been wanting to learn how for ages. I went nice and slow and drove nicely. E said I did great! So now I feel pretty confident about driving a float when I get one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/Se-uza8-BlI/AAAAAAAAAu8/JueOO_Wmmrk/s1600-h/DSCF6555-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5340539766687929164-3272139637754199448?l=alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AGirlAndHerHorse/~3/KPRFkoqMkvM/es-show-jumping-lesson.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/Se-zGyVlgBI/AAAAAAAAAvM/QG_Es-aW5Kw/s72-c/emma+1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com/2009/04/es-show-jumping-lesson.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5340539766687929164.post-8847253254202787723</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Apr 2009 23:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-21T17:23:02.157-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jack</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dressage</category><title>Hot to trot</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/Se5jSE7CT0I/AAAAAAAAAuM/NcGqMo84wjg/s1600-h/n737355480_5661133_6472-al.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 197px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/Se5jSE7CT0I/AAAAAAAAAuM/NcGqMo84wjg/s320/n737355480_5661133_6472-al.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327304571436027714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love early morning rides (apart from the waking up at the crack of dawn part). The sun throws its morning light over the paddocks, the horses are eating quietly... and the arena is free.  Jack was on fire this morning and it was wonderful. Even the cold air biting my face couldn't wipe my smile away. As soon as I was on him, he was walking out with big strides. He usually plods along like an old cart horse when I first get on, not your typical hot thoroughbred behaviour, but its how he is. He broke out into a beautiful, ground eating trot when we reached the hill below the arena. It was forward and his strides were long. His first trot normally is a short, choppy affair but Jack was showing his dressage potential... and this was all before we actually got into the arena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want the amazing trot to end, so I trotted him straight into the arena and we went to work. (We had walked a good 5 minutes from his paddock before this in case you were wondering). We did serpentines, figure 8's, transitions and straight lines all over the place and he rocked. On the bit and light in my hands, he was showing me what he can do. Since his trot work was going so well, I moved onto the canter. He's been having trouble with his left lead recently, I think it was because I was acting more like a passanger then a rider. Instead of giving him clear aids about what lead I wanted, I would just ask him to canter. So today, I made sure I was VERY clear about the lead I wanted and he got the  correct one everytime. We practiced simple changes on the diagonal too. We will be doing test A4 in the trial and last time we did this test, our change was terrible and dropped our marks down a lot. He did really well today and was quick and precise with his transitions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about 45 minutes he started getting lazy and falling behind my leg. Since I didn't have a whip with me, I had to give him a good couple of kicks to keep him moving forward. Once I got a nice forward trot I asked for a walk and then cooled down. I will have to get moving on that conditioning program... he looks like hes going to need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5340539766687929164-8847253254202787723?l=alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AGirlAndHerHorse/~3/vCykj3-8WpY/hot-to-trot.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/Se5jSE7CT0I/AAAAAAAAAuM/NcGqMo84wjg/s72-c/n737355480_5661133_6472-al.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com/2009/04/hot-to-trot.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5340539766687929164.post-7628305973426586609</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Apr 2009 21:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-21T17:27:36.668-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Red</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jack</category><title>Naming horses (and other animals)</title><description>Solitaire Mare from A Good Horse wrote a great&lt;a href="http://solitairemare.blogspot.com/2009/04/naming-horse.html"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://solitairemare.blogspot.com/2009/04/naming-horse.html"&gt;post &lt;/a&gt;about naming horses and what those names mean to the owner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always loved naming animals, especially horses. Luckily my best friend's family breeds a number of horses and I've had a couple of opportunities to name some of their horses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/Se5kNtbzEbI/AAAAAAAAAuU/5KikQCXnoDY/s1600-h/DSCF0524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/Se5kNtbzEbI/AAAAAAAAAuU/5KikQCXnoDY/s320/DSCF0524.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327305595923141042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first horse, Red, came with his very unoriginal name. Since he was 14 already, I decided to keep his paddock name. We looked up his racing records and found out his racing name was Tin Solider (and that he also had not won any races). Again, I wasn't impressed. If I was going to compete him, I wanted him to have a name that meant something to me. I thought about it for ages. I considered putting Red somewhere in name... Red Sunrise, Red Sensation, Red Robin. The Red Robin got me thinking and I remembered Christopher Robin from the Winnie the Pooh books. I used to love the books and movies as a child and my it also was special because my mum used to always call my cousin (with whom I grew up with) Christopher Robin (his name was Christopher) and used to quote "Christopher Robin is saying his prayers" to Chris often. And so Red's competition name was Christopher Robin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/Se5kRRW_JCI/AAAAAAAAAuc/2Uf6wWUB8II/s1600-h/n737355480_5661133_6472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/Se5kRRW_JCI/AAAAAAAAAuc/2Uf6wWUB8II/s320/n737355480_5661133_6472.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327305657106244642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got Jack, I also kept his paddock name. It suited him and  I didn't think it needed to be changed. His racing name had been "Jack's Back" which I thought was pretty lame. Again, I thought about it long and hard. Jack is impressive to look at and commands attention. I wanted a strong name. Sometimes I looked at him and thought he looked like a battle horse, and he has a couple of scars on his leg that made me think of battle scars. So I started playing around with names with 'Battle' in it. I came up with 'Battle Cry' which suited him amazingly. He is very vocal and it fit well.  I haven't registered him with the New Zealand Equestrian Federation yet and it may be that that name is already taken, if that is so I am going to put my second and third choices down as War Cry and Battle Master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cats also have names that mean something to me. Chucky, our first cat, came with his name. He was ginger and was named after 'Chucky' from the rugrats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muffin was named by my brother (i'm not sure why). It has been my experience that if you name cats after food, they get fat. It might night be scientific, but its what I have seen. Muffin is fat, and so was my cousin's cat Donut. My friends cat, Chrunchie, was also a fat cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, Ellie came into our lives. Her real name is Al Queda (if that offends you in any way I am sorry). She used to terrorise the other two cats and also us, when she was a kitten. The name was given to her as a joke and we call her Ellie at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got Forrest last year, and had named her before I thought I was going to get her. She looked like a cat from the Forrest, and I also love Forest Gump. It really suits her, so it stuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did your horses and pets get their names? I'd love to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5340539766687929164-7628305973426586609?l=alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AGirlAndHerHorse/~3/bYHE8-losBc/naming-horses-and-other-animals.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/Se5kNtbzEbI/AAAAAAAAAuU/5KikQCXnoDY/s72-c/DSCF0524.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com/2009/04/naming-horses-and-other-animals.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5340539766687929164.post-3242602460408348633</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Apr 2009 04:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-20T22:45:37.825-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">One Day Eventing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Training</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jack</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">horse trial</category><title>Our First Training Event Planning</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jack and I are competing at our first Training Event in 3 weeks time. I am a little nervous but my friend E has convinced me that I will be fine, and that Jack is more then capable. I find that planning things really helps to make me feel prepared and ready for such a thing as this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have made a plan to do which includes a mixture of dressage, show jumping and conditioning. Hopefully we will be able to get at least one Cross Country training session in at one of the local pony clubs. My friend is going to give me some Show Jumping lessons and hopefully my other friend will be able to give me a dressage lesson or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trial is at Arran Station, in Takapau, Hawkes Bay so if anyone wants to come say hey, feel free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5340539766687929164-3242602460408348633?l=alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AGirlAndHerHorse/~3/5Rz2eCHDmWQ/our-first-training-event-planning.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katie)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com/2009/04/our-first-training-event-planning.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5340539766687929164.post-1480789202091849346</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 Apr 2009 23:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-19T17:25:22.372-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">quote of the week</category><title>Quote of the Week</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/Seuzer4J3TI/AAAAAAAAArs/7nentHarGF8/s1600-h/Photo+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/Seuzer4J3TI/AAAAAAAAArs/7nentHarGF8/s320/Photo+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326548324051442994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sonor/"&gt;The-big-man&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;Where in this wide world can man find nobility without pride,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; Friendship without envy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; Or beauty without vanity?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; Here, where grace is served with muscle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; And strength by gentleness confined&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; He serves without servility; he has fought without enmity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; There is nothing so powerful, nothing less violent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; There is nothing so quick, nothing more patient.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; &lt;!--England's past has been borne on his back.... All our history is in his industry. We are his heirs, he our inheritance. --&gt; -Ronald Duncan, "The Horse," 1954&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5340539766687929164-1480789202091849346?l=alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AGirlAndHerHorse/~3/-fzHoKLmYBY/quote-of-week.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/Seuzer4J3TI/AAAAAAAAArs/7nentHarGF8/s72-c/Photo+5.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com/2009/04/quote-of-week.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5340539766687929164.post-7011922200266421111</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 Apr 2009 06:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-19T01:20:52.710-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">One Day Eventing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jack</category><title>I'm Back!!</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't know why but I couldn't stay away. So here I am, ready to get this blog back up and running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Girl and Her Horse has been renovated. What do you think of the new look? Is the black background too dark?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its glorious holidays at the moment. My body has decided to rebel against me and has crashed  making me need to head to bed at very early times. Most of the people from my hostel have gone home from the hoildays but I have had to stay in Palmerston North because of Jack. I don't mind this because it gives me alone time. Alone time never happens in the hostel so its been a welcome change. I love people but sometimes it can be too much. I do miss my parents though. Hopefully I will be able to spend a few days in Auckland next holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this spare time has given me a lot of time to ride and spend time with Jack. I have given him lots of grazing time out of his paddock. He loves grazing up and down the grass verge by the paddocks and I let him wander freely while I muck out his paddock. I've taken to listening to audio books on my ipod while I muck out his paddock. It takes my mind of the job and it makes it go a lot faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my friend E and I took Jack and her horse Tom to the beach. The beach we went to is huge and long, and perfect for riding on. Jack came off  the float and immediately went hyper. He was very rude when it came to brideling and it took me awhile to get it on him. He jig-jogged for the first 20 minutes when I was on. This behaviour is unusual for him but he settled down after awhile. Tom and E haved been to the beach a few times and led the way. I haven't been to the beach with Jack before and found that he was petrified of the waves. I encouraged him and he followed Tom into the water tentatively and then jumped all over the place when the waves hit his leg. I almost came off a few times but thankfully managed to not fall into the drink. Since Tom's hooves are a little sore at the moment, we didn't do any galloping. We did a lot of cantering and trotting and found some awesome logs to jump. We went a long way down the beach and it took ages to get back once we finally decided to turn around. By the time we were back, the horses were covered in sweat and sea salt. We loaded up and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack and I have our first Training Event in the middle of May. I have some work to do on my Dressage so will have to get cracking on that, hopefully I will be able to get a lesson before it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5340539766687929164-7011922200266421111?l=alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AGirlAndHerHorse/~3/L1ROULRiirU/im-back.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katie)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-back.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5340539766687929164.post-3202148655979796144</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Mar 2009 03:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-23T20:16:04.186-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random</category><title>Thank you and Goodbye.</title><description>Due to time contraints I have made the decision to close down this blog. Who knew that having a horse, studying, working and having friends and family could take up so much time haha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've really enjoyed writing this blog but I feel that I don't have the time to invest into it to make it a success. I will be riding still and I will also continue to read all your blogs when I get the chance so I wont completely dissapear from the riding and blogging world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all so much for the support you gave me throughout this endevour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Trails.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5340539766687929164-3202148655979796144?l=alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AGirlAndHerHorse/~3/mXQdUwczprs/thank-you-and-goodbye.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katie)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com/2009/03/thank-you-and-goodbye.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5340539766687929164.post-586379697748562409</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Mar 2009 01:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-16T03:17:14.798-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Lessons</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jack</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dressage</category><title>Dressage Lesson</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My lesson was fantastic. M, my instructor, is also a good friend and I knew he would be able to help me a lot with my Dressage riding. He kindly agreed to give me a lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing M did was drop my stirrups down two holes. He said he had wanted to do that since the first time he saw me ride last week. Previously, my position has been bunched up and I used my heels as my driving aid, rather then my seat.  Next he had me turn my toes in so they pointed forward rather then out. Both these adjustments meant that I was sitting on the middle of my pelvis rather then on my butt (this is sometimes referred to as"the armchair position".) These adjustments also meant I felt like my ankes were going to pop out of their sockets at anytime. When I told him this he said I would soon get to used to it if I kept practicing. Since I wasn't used to having my stirrups so long and I was un-coordinated with them at that length, M took them away for part of the lesson. We did lots of work without them (and I'm feeling it now in my thighs and core) and my legs lengthened down a lot. M asked me to put my feet back into the stirrups later and he said they would probably feel too short now. And lo and behold they were, so he put them down another two holes and they were perfect. If someone had said to me that I could ride with holes 4 down from my original dressage length I would have told them to stop joking. Its amazing how much a change in position can make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire lesson was about me retaining the right position and using my seat as aids. There was no forcing Jack into a frame or generally interfering with him at all. We literally did nothing but transitions the entire time and I loved it. I felt I improved a lot and Jacks transitions and the quality of his paces were way better then they ever have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the lesson was great, except when my legs and arms decided to disconnect from my brain. My elbows started moving out and upwards given me the dreaded "chicken wings", my heels would start turing out and my eyes would drop. M would be calling "Toes in! Toes in! Keep your eyes up! What are those arms doing?" and I would try and try to get everything to go in the right places but they would just float off in their own direction. I felt like an absolute un-coordinated freak. It was really funny and M and I both laughed a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack did really well throughout the whole lesson. He responded so well to all my seat aids and he really was using himself well. The quality of his paces improved ten fold. It really shows that when you use your body right, your horse has a way bigger chance to use himself correctly.  Hopefully M will be able to give me a lesson in the near future so we can keep improving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5340539766687929164-586379697748562409?l=alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AGirlAndHerHorse/~3/gT8p1-gOiOU/dressage-lesson.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katie)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com/2009/03/dressage-lesson.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5340539766687929164.post-5158926039809142771</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Mar 2009 07:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-14T23:49:30.420-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jack</category><title>Let me show you around</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SboXWVdK3CI/AAAAAAAAArQ/zffCNkb_UAw/s1600-h/DSCF6428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SboXWVdK3CI/AAAAAAAAArQ/zffCNkb_UAw/s320/DSCF6428.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312584382920973346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jack has now been at his new home for about three weeks and we are finally getting a routine set. There is always a need to smooth out some kinks when moving to new grazing and I think we have finally done that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack lives at the Equestrian Centre on the main campus. I am currently studying at the other campus in town but it doesn't make much of a difference since its only a 3 minute drive from one campus to the other. I will be moving to the main campus in the second semester so that will make things a tad easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SboTqJDYfFI/AAAAAAAAAqo/NGtrnRioUGA/s1600-h/DSCF6434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SboTqJDYfFI/AAAAAAAAAqo/NGtrnRioUGA/s320/DSCF6434.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312580325142461522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Feed Sheds aka Rat Haven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The centre is pretty well equipped with an all-weather arena (which is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sqaureish&lt;/span&gt;... I find that strange) with 15 hectares of grazing land that is divided into 21 paddocks. There are feed and storage sheds. The feed sheds have rats... "shudder". Usually I'll bang a lot on the door of the feed shed and then count to 20 to give the rats time to hide before I go in. I can't stand them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SboU-ix_nNI/AAAAAAAAArI/FZJ7Pe1EGDU/s1600-h/DSCF6450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SboU-ix_nNI/AAAAAAAAArI/FZJ7Pe1EGDU/s320/DSCF6450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312581775157861586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Arena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SboU-aPvY3I/AAAAAAAAArA/qgRIxfhlIv4/s1600-h/DSCF6452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SboU-aPvY3I/AAAAAAAAArA/qgRIxfhlIv4/s320/DSCF6452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312581772866708338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two of the stables&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack's paddock is rather small which means supplement feed is essential. His feed has been upped since I came down and he's getting a biscuit of hay a day. His weight has finally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;stabilised&lt;/span&gt; so I think we have found the right balance for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SboTpCJe2LI/AAAAAAAAAqI/TPCITSiO1S0/s1600-h/DSCF6425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SboTpCJe2LI/AAAAAAAAAqI/TPCITSiO1S0/s320/DSCF6425.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312580306109126834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack in his paddock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I keep Jack's tack in one of the sheds by the arena. The arena is quite a way from the paddock so usually I'll chuck Jack's halter on and bareback him up to the shed and tack him up there. He's actually really responsive in just the halter, I can neck rein and leg &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;yield&lt;/span&gt; him to get him to change directions. There are closer tack sheds but by the time I found this out, the sheds were pretty much full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SboU-AIznII/AAAAAAAAAqw/JYRZUt-uL1s/s1600-h/DSCF6455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SboU-AIznII/AAAAAAAAAqw/JYRZUt-uL1s/s320/DSCF6455.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312581765858303106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack's tack shed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a great place to be and the other grazers are really helpful and nice. I am so glad I have the opportunity to bring Jack with me here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5340539766687929164-5158926039809142771?l=alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AGirlAndHerHorse/~3/JHbaGF8Vd1Q/let-me-show-you-around.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SboXWVdK3CI/AAAAAAAAArQ/zffCNkb_UAw/s72-c/DSCF6428.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com/2009/03/let-me-show-you-around.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5340539766687929164.post-1341200234646731937</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Mar 2009 04:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-12T22:14:53.342-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jack</category><title>Stomp! Stomp!</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jack's ground manners have been bad from the start. Apparently he's pushy and overbearing because when he was first rescued off the track he was on deaths door. He just stood in the paddock and was dull and lifeless. As he started getting better, his personality started appearing and his rescuers were so happy that he was finally showing signs of life, they let him do whatever he wanted. This meant showing him no discipline whatsoever. As a result, he can be a big bully and thinks that everyone should get out of the way of him. I dealt with this when I first got him (with the help of an instructor from Pony Club) and overall he's become a horse that will respect your space much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But... he has the amazing ability to stand on my foot often, and hard. I swear he knows what he's doing because he'll literally grind his hoof down and will totally ignore me as I try desperately to push him off. This is the state of my left foot at the moment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/Sbnpq-A7byI/AAAAAAAAAqA/sR4o_WScdqc/s1600-h/DSCF6449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/Sbnpq-A7byI/AAAAAAAAAqA/sR4o_WScdqc/s320/DSCF6449.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312534159870881570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feet are ugly generally, but Jack does not help with his re-modeling. Please note my big toe. Currently half the nail has peeled off due to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;particularly&lt;/span&gt; bad stomp that Jack granted me with a few months ago. The whole toe went black and recently the bottom half of the nail decided to vacate my foot, leaving the top half. Once the new nail has grown completely underneath, the blackened top half will come off (hopefully).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please also observe the two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;purpley&lt;/span&gt; patches just beneath my toes. Jack gave me this on the day of his arrival to Massey. He did at the last possible minute of our time together, which shows he knows exactly what he was doing. He stomped and he twisted and when I finally managed to push him off, the foot was hurting badly. I originally thought it was broken and could barely walk on it. But soon the pain went away and was replaced with swelling and bruising. The cuts bled a lot and my foot looked huge. Once the swelling went away, I could wear normal shoes again. The cuts are only just healing properly now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My right foot is in better condition. But only just. I have some mean blood vessel damage from Jack getting his stomping shoes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its time to invest in some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;steel cap&lt;/span&gt; boots. Maybe that will foil Jack's stomping attempts... but he would probably just wait until I changed into my riding boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5340539766687929164-1341200234646731937?l=alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AGirlAndHerHorse/~3/inciJVXyn50/stomp-stomp.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/Sbnpq-A7byI/AAAAAAAAAqA/sR4o_WScdqc/s72-c/DSCF6449.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com/2009/03/stomp-stomp.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5340539766687929164.post-1900851598833417345</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Mar 2009 19:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-12T17:22:47.193-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jack</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dressage</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ground manners</category><title>Back to blogging</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been having massive problems with my laptop and internet over the last few weeks which has been the reason why I haven't been regularly blogging. But yesterday it was fixed and everything is running smoothly which means I can get back to blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack had a two week break which finished yesterday. His hooves had grown out and the farrier was unavaliable for awhile. I didn't want to risk riding when the shoes were pressing into the sole of his hoof. R, the new farrier, was good. He was very fast and he did a decent job. Although to my eye, he made Jack's club hoof much shorter then it has been in previous times... I'm going to keep my eyes open and see how that goes and ask R about it next time he comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack's ground manners have deteriorated in the two weeks that he had off. And getting his bridle on was a nightmare. I'm going to have to bring him back to basics again and do lots of groundwork with him. Next time he needs time off, I am going to make sure I bridle him every couple of days and work on his ground manners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I finally managed to get his bridle on, we rode. Dressage was on the books and Jack worked great. He got straight down to work which really suprised me considering the bridling performance he had just given me. We did lots of bending and serpentines at the walk and then gradually worked up to canter and trot. We are having a Dressage lesson with one of my friends on Saturday, which I'm hoping will get us on track for improvement in our dressage since I really don't know what I'm doing or what I should be doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be riding again today. I'm hoping to work on Show Jumping since we both love that and what is riding if it isn't fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5340539766687929164-1900851598833417345?l=alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AGirlAndHerHorse/~3/RrDLIZ5uNDU/back-to-blogging.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katie)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-to-blogging.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5340539766687929164.post-4216007870581519582</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Mar 2009 23:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-03T15:22:48.897-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Show Jumping</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">General Riding</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jack</category><title>Bucks and other stuff</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wow, I have never been so busy in my life. Uni is obviously taking up a lot of my time, and juggling Jack and my social life is a massive feat but I'm doing it. I'm living in a Hostel with 30 other (mostly) first year uni students so study is based on pure will power. The temptation to leave my room to join in the interesting coversations in the corridor is big, but I am determined to get high marks in my course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It poured on the weekend so I didn't ride for two days. This turned out to be a mistake because I also started Jack on twice daily feedings at the same time. When I got on him on Monday night he had turned into a monster. He bucked, he reared and he shyed A LOT. My well-behaved horse was showing his bad side. I'm the one to blame though. It was a fun ride anyway, we jumped for the first time since coming here and I didn't fall off. Jack did drop two poles which was very strange for him. I really must get him back into regular work for both our sakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good, I'm really hoping to get Jack to a couple of one day events in the Hawkes Bay in April but we'll see whats happening with my finances. I'll be looking into Show Jumping around the area too so maybe I'll finally meet you Beckz? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5340539766687929164-4216007870581519582?l=alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AGirlAndHerHorse/~3/hRmgyXT5kL0/bucks-and-other-stuff.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katie)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com/2009/03/bucks-and-other-stuff.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5340539766687929164.post-8556125397239560770</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Feb 2009 20:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-28T21:58:38.623-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">feeding</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jack</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">job</category><title>Whats Happening?</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My computer is still playing up so I am having to steal friends computers to access the internet so it has been hard to blog recently. Hopefully my computer will be up and running soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;br&gt;Jack was pretty stressed for the first few days of arriving. He wasn't drinking at all and was barely eating. I had to give him lots of molasses water in an effort to get him drinking and I had fun trips out late at night to make sure he was okay. Thankfully he's drinking by himself now. His weight also plummeted so he's on twice daily feedings in a effort to get his weight back on. &lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;His paddock is quite small so I'll be starting him on hay soon which is going to drain my bank account but I got a job yesterday at a local stud so I'll be able to keep afloat. It also means daily mucking out which is really fun. The paddock also has lots of rocks in it, so I've been slowing working my way through getting those out. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The stud is a racing stud with about 50 horses including foals. The owner wanted to see how I handled horses so we did some basic jobs with the huge thoroughbreds in the pouring rain. He had me put a horse on the treadmill and I got to see that in action. It's a water treadmill so it was really amazing to see the horse work. We did some work with a foal and then he offered me the job which is awesome. &lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'll have to write more about the water treadmill later, right now I have to go to Church. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5340539766687929164-8556125397239560770?l=alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AGirlAndHerHorse/~3/wDRPQ27RNL8/whats-happening.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katie)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com/2009/02/whats-happening.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5340539766687929164.post-174554903609056609</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Feb 2009 05:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-19T21:55:44.828-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jack</category><title>We're here!</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We've arrived in Palmerston North and we are getting settled in. Jack is in a paddock that is situated the furtherest away from everything but it has hills which mean it will drain well in the winter and it is not permantley split in two like the other paddocks so we may be able to break feed in the winter and get the grass to last longer yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Jack's paddock mate arrives tonight so he won't be all on his lonesome which he will be very happy about. We had our first ride this morning in the arena, in the pouring rain. We were both soaked by the end of it. And then after I put him back in his paddock I locked my keys in the car which meant I had to walk a long way to get help and then had to bus into town to get my spare key and had my friend drive me back out to my car. It was mission and a half and wasted half my day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Jack also stood on my foot the first night he came. I initally thought it he had broken it but the pain subsided after awhile but its swollen and bruised and still pretty sore. I'm looking forward to getting Jack going again after a week and a bit off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5340539766687929164-174554903609056609?l=alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AGirlAndHerHorse/~3/pWSy4ZakQsE/were-here.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katie)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com/2009/02/were-here.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5340539766687929164.post-351704435740144519</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Feb 2009 05:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-13T21:33:45.237-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Massey Pony Club</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Show Jumping</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">photography</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cross Country</category><title>Even More Photos from Massey ODE</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SZZXZEMaGvI/AAAAAAAAApo/aOip8aup7mw/s1600-h/Jack+-+XC+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SZZXZEMaGvI/AAAAAAAAApo/aOip8aup7mw/s320/Jack+-+XC+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302521699409468146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SZZXCSP9w5I/AAAAAAAAApg/kWohYihGEFQ/s1600-h/Jack+-+XC+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SZZXCSP9w5I/AAAAAAAAApg/kWohYihGEFQ/s320/Jack+-+XC+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302521308045493138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SZZXCV44goI/AAAAAAAAApY/6A0K7MGTaRU/s1600-h/Jack+-+XC.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SZZXCV44goI/AAAAAAAAApY/6A0K7MGTaRU/s320/Jack+-+XC.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302521309022421634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SZZXCYqdESI/AAAAAAAAApQ/M6QZcP__2l0/s1600-h/Jack+-+SJ+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SZZXCYqdESI/AAAAAAAAApQ/M6QZcP__2l0/s320/Jack+-+SJ+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302521309767209250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SZZXCDHKr0I/AAAAAAAAApI/w4lYX8s_s2s/s1600-h/Jack+-+SJ+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SZZXCDHKr0I/AAAAAAAAApI/w4lYX8s_s2s/s320/Jack+-+SJ+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302521303982059330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SZZXCB-n9vI/AAAAAAAAApA/lJU5_v6L19c/s1600-h/Jack+-+SJ.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SZZXCB-n9vI/AAAAAAAAApA/lJU5_v6L19c/s320/Jack+-+SJ.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302521303677794034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5340539766687929164-351704435740144519?l=alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AGirlAndHerHorse/~3/jniQnk5ebx0/even-more-photos-from-massey-ode.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SZZXZEMaGvI/AAAAAAAAApo/aOip8aup7mw/s72-c/Jack+-+XC+3.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com/2009/02/even-more-photos-from-massey-ode.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5340539766687929164.post-7776704176716308018</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Feb 2009 18:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-11T11:27:23.033-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Show Jumping</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dressage</category><title>YAYAYAYAYAYAY</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been busy getting ready for University and haven't been riding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, last night I found out that at the &lt;a href="http://alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com/2009/02/dressage-and-show-jumping-night.html"&gt;Dressage and Show Jumping Night&lt;/a&gt; last week that Jack and I placed 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; equal in the Dressage and 3rd in the Dressage! These are the first Rosettes I have ever won so I am really happy! Jack got a big pat when I found out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We leave for Palmerston North next week so keep checking back to see how we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com/2009/02/dressage-and-show-jumping-night.html"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5340539766687929164-7776704176716308018?l=alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AGirlAndHerHorse/~3/nw9SBbadx1c/yayayayayayay.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katie)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com/2009/02/yayayayayayay.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5340539766687929164.post-1489575429503617773</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Feb 2009 08:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-03T00:10:09.327-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Show Jumping</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dressage</category><title>Dressage and Show Jumping Night</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We had a dressage and show jumping night at Pony Club tonight. The test was a Open level one and required fun things like extended trot and change of rein through canter which I have never done before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I was expecting our test to be as bad as the one on Sunday Jack proved me wrong by trucking along with an awesome trot. He was forward AND on the bit. We got a bit of extension on the second trot and our change of rein through the canter was shocking but otherwise I was really happy. I love it when he gets into his trucking trot. He just gets on the bit and stays there and moves along at this really nice pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our show jumping was fantastic. They had banged the jumps up so I was doing Training Level and we both flew over the course without hesitation! I even went the right way on the course. We went clear and I was soo happy. I think I'm finally gaining some confidence. We got heaps of yells and cheers and kind words from people after the round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am VERY happy with my boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5340539766687929164-1489575429503617773?l=alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AGirlAndHerHorse/~3/Io2zARUhavk/dressage-and-show-jumping-night.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katie)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com/2009/02/dressage-and-show-jumping-night.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5340539766687929164.post-7652223370505094538</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Feb 2009 01:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-02T17:58:15.136-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">One Day Eventing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Massey Pony Club</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">photography</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cross Country</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jack</category><title>More Photos from Massey ODE</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SYeinDkQWeI/AAAAAAAAAoo/hbdUJLACL2Q/s1600-h/Jack+Massey+ODE+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 381px; height: 253px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SYeinDkQWeI/AAAAAAAAAoo/hbdUJLACL2Q/s320/Jack+Massey+ODE+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298382278480648674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SYeimx6dv4I/AAAAAAAAAog/8V_S7mWVLdc/s1600-h/Jack+Massey+ODE.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 382px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SYeimx6dv4I/AAAAAAAAAog/8V_S7mWVLdc/s320/Jack+Massey+ODE.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298382273741963138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two photos are from a double log combination about 1/2 way through the course. Jack looks awesome in the second photograph. I might order this from the photographer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5340539766687929164-7652223370505094538?l=alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AGirlAndHerHorse/~3/PjOtulxK4V0/more-photos-from-massey-ode.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SYeinDkQWeI/AAAAAAAAAoo/hbdUJLACL2Q/s72-c/Jack+Massey+ODE+2.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com/2009/02/more-photos-from-massey-ode.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5340539766687929164.post-8832155672787217823</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Feb 2009 04:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-01T12:23:30.725-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">One Day Eventing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Show Jumping</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cross Country</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jack</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dressage</category><title>Massey ODE - Sunday 1st of February</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SYYCNaL81AI/AAAAAAAAAoY/-pur7Iq-hW0/s1600-h/RSCN2870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SYYCNaL81AI/AAAAAAAAAoY/-pur7Iq-hW0/s320/RSCN2870.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297924441038967810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Phew, boy am I tired. Its been one long weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started off cloudy with that annoying spitty rain that doesn't stop.  I got there nice and early because I HATE feeling rushed at competitions. Apparently it wasn't early enough because I still felt rushed while I was getting ready. I had plaited the night before so I balled his plaits and saddled up. Our warm up was good and I got a nice working trot around the arena until the judge stopped me to ask me something about my number. Once I asked him for a trot again, it was not nice. The test was bad but it was much better then I expected. The judge thought it was bad too and we were placed last. I was really happy with him though because he was calm and responsive the whole time. The judge commented that once we "established our paces" we would do great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SYYA1VEnL7I/AAAAAAAAAn4/CMTuwPgvHbg/s1600-h/RSCN2868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SYYA1VEnL7I/AAAAAAAAAn4/CMTuwPgvHbg/s320/RSCN2868.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297922927837523890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was onto Show Jumping. By now it was heating up, and I was sweating in my jacket. I hummed to myself before going into the ring to keep us calm. I probably should have been concentrating on the rider before me because after the 3rd jump I lost my way and acquired 23 time and "crossing your tracks" faults. Otherwise Jack was amazing and HE jumped clear. So once we sort out the pilot errors we'll be great! I was REALLY happy with him though. He jumped everything without hesitation... in spite of his rider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SYYCNHr1UfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/ysE6WstSVIM/s1600-h/RSCN2869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SYYCNHr1UfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/ysE6WstSVIM/s320/RSCN2869.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297924436072419826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto the Cross Country. We started off really strong. Jack was on fire and he DID NOT want to slow down. After the second jump there was a bridge that is supposed to be trotted on for safety and I couldn't get him to slow down until about half way over the bridge. The third jump was a ramp, which was quite steep and Jack ran out. I didn't think it was going to be a problem so I wasn't ready for the run out. He jumped it the second time and then we had to circle because I had caught up to the rider in front of us who was attempting the Pa jump which consisted of jumping up a bank onto the Pa and then spinning around and jumping down the other side. Heaps of people had trouble, including the person in front of me so once she refused I was allowed to ride in front of her and do the jump. I lost speed control after that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SYYCM6h4axI/AAAAAAAAAoI/4yw7w16a3ac/s1600-h/RSCN2867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SYYCM6h4axI/AAAAAAAAAoI/4yw7w16a3ac/s320/RSCN2867.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297924432541018898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hooned around the cross country course. My gloves provided a problem as they are goat skin leather and they got slippery on the course so Jack could pull the reins out of my hand easily. We had a second refusal at the Dog Box. I must have been looking at it but I was ready for a run out so when I felt him start to dodge to the left I jammed my left heel into his side and he thought better about it... and ran out to the right haha. Sneaky horse. Lots of other people had trouble at the Dog Box too. After the dog box it was a sharp turn into the next paddock. Jack was at a flat gallop by this point and I thought that he would be over on his side if I tried to take the corner at that speed so I circled him and took it fractionally slower and on the straight. It was all go after that. I was pretty much a passenger that controlled the steering and not the speed.  We did the rest of the jumps at a nice fast pace and cleared them all with no trouble. I did, however, manage to get him to slow to a trot for some control on the water jump which he did without hesitation. Then it was out of the water and up the double bank and then over a staircase jump and that was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SYYCMtmgkAI/AAAAAAAAAoA/0bqmdud-tz0/s1600-h/RSCN2866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SYYCMtmgkAI/AAAAAAAAAoA/0bqmdud-tz0/s320/RSCN2866.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297924429070766082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack's old owner came to watch the Show Jumping. She told my parents that Jack seems to be really happy and that Jack and I have more of a rapport with each other then Jack ever had with her. She also said that she can't believe how calm is Jack. Speaking of Jack being calm; sometime during the day I had tied Jack on a long lead so he could graze around his pen. I left him to graze and then came back a little while later. Jack had his head close to the ground, and his lips touching the grass but he wasn't eating. I thought he looked a bit funny but went on with what ever I was doing. When I looked at him again, he was still in the same strange position. Then I realised that he had got his leg caught in the lead rope and he was waiting calmly for me to come help him out. I really love this horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up being placed 13th out of 22 starts. Lots of people got eliminated on the Cross Country so even after our massive penalties in SJ and the bad dressage test we got boosted way up! I was really, really happy with Jack all through the day. He tried his heart out for me. Once we get the pilot errors sorted out I think we'll be a forced to be reckoned with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our next competition is on Sunday the 15th. We leave for our new life in Palmerston North on the 16th so we are going to have to be mega organised. Once I receive the professional photographs I'll make sure I'll put them up here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5340539766687929164-8832155672787217823?l=alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AGirlAndHerHorse/~3/4_4ohiNGeRw/massey-ode-sunday-1st-of-february.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SYYCNaL81AI/AAAAAAAAAoY/-pur7Iq-hW0/s72-c/RSCN2870.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com/2009/01/massey-ode-sunday-1st-of-february.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5340539766687929164.post-3129059632484735258</guid><pubDate>Sat, 31 Jan 2009 05:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-30T22:24:12.006-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">One Day Eventing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Show Jumping</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cross Country</category><title>Just a quick note</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Its our first One Day Event tomorrow!! I spent alllll day today helping to get ready for it at Pony Club which was hard, hot work and I got a bit sunburnt which is not very nice at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack is currently sitting in his paddock, washed and plaited. I washed him with some blackening shampoo to cover up his faded bits and he looks fantastic. We're riding second in our class so we'll be getting their bright an early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Show Jumping course is really twisty with lots of tight turns but I don't think we're going to have much trouble with that. Cross country is relatively easy looking. The jumps are all very small and they have moved the Dog Box to an easier position thank goodness because that was what I was worried about. It was previously positioned close to a fence and on an angle so you had to hug the fence and jump on a strange angle to get over it. Now they have moved it out into the open!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most techincal jump is the water combination. The first part of the combination is the jump into the water and then its a sharp turn into a double bank. I think the trick will be to keep him on a tight rein because he always makes really big leaps into the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'll let you guys know what happens! I hope we do ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5340539766687929164-3129059632484735258?l=alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AGirlAndHerHorse/~3/ez7hqfuK3zQ/just-quick-note.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katie)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-quick-note.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5340539766687929164.post-2490179153052582444</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Jan 2009 09:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-28T01:43:07.740-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">General Training</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dressage</category><title>He was round and on the bit</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SYAhdNnVtOI/AAAAAAAAAng/ZMgSdgAWGws/s1600-h/jack.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 396px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SYAhdNnVtOI/AAAAAAAAAng/ZMgSdgAWGws/s320/jack.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296269947542287586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wow. Thank you for all the comments with suggestions about how to get Jack to come round and on the bit during transitions. I really appreciate that you took the time to do that for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack had an unexpected 3 days off when I went to Parachute Music Festival. Once I was back to reality, it was back to work. The ODE is this Sunday and Jack really needed to get worked hard. The first day back (Monday) was a bit of a write off. Jack never works too well after time off , his brain seems to stay in vacation mode. So I made it easy for him and just did fitness work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday it was back to the hard slog. Rally started up again for us, just in time too. I really needed help with the hollowness in transitions and during the trot. Thankfully, half of the lesson was focused on flat work and we really got to work on being round. A, my rally instructor, has a style of teaching that usually doesn't appeal to me. I am definately a person who needs words of affirmation and she doesn't do this often. Through the majority of the lesson I felt like I was doing something wrong but we got results from Jack, so I'm happy. This being said, she really likes Jack. She hasn't seen much of him due to his lameness and I don't think she liked him much at the start of the lesson when his head was way up in the air. But as he softened and rounded she started complimenting him. My favourite was "He's a really nice mover." I never expected anyone to say this due to Jack's mincing trot, but by the time she said this he had started lengthening his stride nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A had me concentrate on getting Jack long and low throughout the whole lesson. By flexing his head to the inside then asking for roundness and lowness with the outside rein, Jack really responded and lowered his head nicely. When transitioning from walk to trot, A told me to ask him to lower his head and as he did ask for trot. This resulted in him having to use his hocks to transition rather then pulling himself into the trot with his front legs and head. It worked wonders and he stayed collected almost throughout the whole transition. Once in trot, Jack stayed rounded and on the bit almost the entire time. I was truly flabbergasted. We got some nice downwards transitions too. We didn't do much canter as we were concentrating more on the trot and walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was aiming to reiterate last nights lesson today as I was hoping it wasn't just a fluke. It wasn't! Jack was really responsive and worked rounded and on the bit nicely. We also did leg yields and turn on the forehands which Jack is getting better at. Again, we didn't do any canter work. We were working in a un-even paddock which only had a very small flat area and it was too difficult to do anything much. I'll be working on canter tomorrow in the arena or on a nice flat paddock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All-in-all it looks like things are going well. Hopefully this means we won't completely humiliate ourselves at the ODE on Sunday. I'm riding 2nd in my class which means I won't have to spend ages waiting around to go into the arena which is a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5340539766687929164-2490179153052582444?l=alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AGirlAndHerHorse/~3/DnC04BVhemo/he-was-round-and-on-bit.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CSstHTOVhDI/SYAhdNnVtOI/AAAAAAAAAng/ZMgSdgAWGws/s72-c/jack.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com/2009/01/he-was-round-and-on-bit.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5340539766687929164.post-8102864208759552009</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Jan 2009 19:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-20T19:31:25.108-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jack</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Pony Club Show Jump Champs</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dressage</category><title>Show Jump Champs and other things</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I headed down to Cambridge on Monday to watch day one of the Pony Club North Island Show Jump Championships. Two of my good friends from Pony Club were the seniors competing in our District Team and I also had a few other friends from other clubs around the North Island competing. Unfortunately I forgot my camera but let me tell you, there were some pretty fantastic falls. I never seen so many falls at champs in the 4 or 5 years I've been attending. Even one of the comentators said that someone might need to break out the PVA glue. One of the falls was really bad and the ambulance had to be called in. I didn't see the fall so I'm not sure what happened and I don't know how the rider is doing. One rider was almost bucked off her horse, she ended up with one foot still in the stirrup and was holding onto the mane for dear life.  She was pretty much touching the ground but the whole crowd was encouraging her to get back on and with sheer will power she managed to haul herself back into the saddle and kept on with the course. The crowd went wild lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately our District place 2nd to last but some of my other friends did pretty well. I think I have a pretty good chance of getting there next season. Its been my dream to get there ever since the first time I saw my friend compete there. And since Jack is such a good show jumper I think we just might make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Jack, we did some dressage schooling today. I usually ride with a Martingale but since they are not allowed in the dressage phase of competitions I figured we needed to school without it. I'll tell you what, that martingale really helps keep him from hollowing out and sticking his head straight up. He is particularly bad with hollowing his back in the canter/trot transition. Its just terrible. I can get him to go round a couple of strides after but the initial transition is nasty. He also hollows when I'm doing rising trot sometimes, I'm guessing this is my fault but I don't know how to fix it. Anyone have any ideas? Can anyone give me any exercises to help him stay round in downward transitions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5340539766687929164-8102864208759552009?l=alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AGirlAndHerHorse/~3/ww0FbOUwMBc/show-jump-champs-and-other-things.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katie)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com/2009/01/show-jump-champs-and-other-things.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5340539766687929164.post-6660194115321417383</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Jan 2009 05:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-16T21:46:27.872-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Lessons</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cross Country</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jack</category><title>Cross Country Lesson II</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today was my second cross country lesson on Jack. On Thursday, at the &lt;a href="http://alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com/2009/01/cross-country-schooling.html"&gt;Cross Country Schooling Night&lt;/a&gt;, one of our big problems (or should I say my big problem) was looking down at the jump. This again came into play today. Its a bad habit I REALLY need to break because it makes Jack unsure of whether to jump or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always, we started off small. Focusing on rythm and softness we quickly moved up to higher, but simple jumps. Jack jumped them without hesitation and we worked more on my position then anything else. Sue did the old trick of sticking grass between my calf and the saddle which has always helped my with my position. I need to imagine grass there all the time, because sometimes my leg goes flying back over the jump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We moved onto two logs set up as a double at the top of a hill. Jack refused first time and I'm sure I was looking down. Sue had me bring Jack 4 strides out from a jump and just stand there breathing deeply, showing him that the jump was no big deal and nothing to panic about. She told me to kick him on and jump it from a trot. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eyes up, eyes up, leg on, eyes up, soft with hands. &lt;/span&gt;This was my mantra the entire lesson. He hesitated but I drove him on and he basically crawled over the jump. The second time he jumped and we did the double easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We moved onto a log that was set up on top of a bank. A DOWNHILL BANK. He crawled over this the first and second time and then refused the third time. Sue pointed out that often I will drop my eyes at the last second which makes him not sure about whether its okay to jump. He refused another time and then we managed to get two good flowing jumps over it. I was very balanced which I was proud of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we moved onto the Dog Box!! Sue seems to think that they have raised the jump and instead of it being Pre-Training, it is in fact Training which is great! Again Jack ran out. He runs out to the left which is rather a nuisence because I HATE holding my whip in my left hand but I'm going to have to get used to it because he never runs out to the right. After the first run out we trotted by one of the ponies who was grazing in that paddock. Apparently she doesn't like Jack because she double barreled us a couple of times. The first kick got the underside of my foot, but thankfully didn't hurt. The second kick got Jack in the chest. I trotted him out and he seemed unhurt so we kept on with the lesson. I found a small cut on him later which I sprayed with iodine. He ran out a second time and tried on run out a third time but I kept my whip pressed up against his left shoulder and he scrambled over the jump. The second time he scrambled again and the third time I pushed him more forward into the jump and it rode very nicely! YAYAYAY I JUMPED THE DOG BOX! I've been wanting to do that for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we schooled some other jumps, Sue put together a course for me to do. One of the jumps in the course was jumping off a bank! Sue timed the course without me knowing and my time was 1.45min. She said she wanted it down to 1.30min so we did it again. I had to do the down hill bank fast and we rode it really well. I got 1.32min so she made me do it again and I really pushed him to go faster. The down hill went great again and we got 1.29min yus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing about Jack is that he doesn't puff. He sweats A LOT and soaks his saddle blankets everytime he's worked hard but he doesn't puff at all. I don't know why he does this, maybe he just has really good lung compacity but its not like any other horse I know. But if it works for him, then why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was good lesson and I'm really happy we did the Dog Box!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5340539766687929164-6660194115321417383?l=alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AGirlAndHerHorse/~3/g-6NNy2OPDA/cross-country-lesson-ii.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katie)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://alittlemoresunshine.blogspot.com/2009/01/cross-country-lesson-ii.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>

