Jade's been working on the line for the most part and as vaguely mentioned in that last post, I lost my dressage whip out in the track's infield. Why was it there in the first place? Jade duh.
So I believe it was the previous Wednesday? Thursday? I'd decided to go ahead and show Jade some one rein stops. Nothing major, but she'd been doing so well I felt it was time. I had also decided the western saddle might be the smartest/easiest way to deal with this and well, I didn't want to risk my $$$ dressage saddle.
Not that she's really been actually "bad" before but yeah.
So I tossed my saddle in the bed of the truck with the appropriate cinch and junk plus her dressage bridle. I don't have a rope halter for her and wasn't sure about using her leather one (I think it would be fine but why chance it? - I did order a rope halter the next day for her as you'll see why soon enough).
Once at the barn, we walk out and she's being really attentive. I'd hoped for the round pen or the arena but there were groups of people around BOTH plus the jumping area had the jumping people all up and in it. This basically left my out in the infield of the track which is where Jade likes to be the least. Whatever. I toss the saddle on and decide if she's a fruit loop I don't have to get on.
Except... the cinch will NOT even come close to showing my holes on the tie strap. wtf. Jade is way too massive to do this so I sigh and just toss the saddle back into the truck. At this point I'm thinking about throwing in the towel, but no. We need to get this done! I grab her bridle (wishful thinking for barebackness luls), the dressage whip I'd brought (no whip with lash whee), and her and her halter. We head to the infield. As I set her bridle down on the grass, she flips her shit out.
We work for unno, 40 minutes? on listening to me on the line and I get to where she's going pretty well. We work on disengaging and all that junk too. She does well but is basically 80% on me, 20% elsewhere. In the past that would be pretty freaking good but I aim for 100% now so I start making her really work and she starts kicking out and throwing a fit. I only have the dressage whip which does NOTHING at this point so I drop it and work with just the rope. We get going nicely and I'm happy but people are starting to cool out on the track and I'm waiting for her to freak (she hates the horses "running" up behind her -even at a walk). I'm in luck (not sarcasm) and two people decide to RACE their horses on the track. Jade, of course, loses her shit but I'm ready and just start making her work. She quickly comes back, breathes and goes oh. MAYBE NOT DEATH! We finish up with a touch more and I go to hose her off.
SO, with that day out of there, I wanted back into the round pen. I had used the one at the barn earlier that week to work on hooking on/turning in/cantering more than 2 strides to the left so I decide to check on that again. Again with that day before, we'd worked in the pen ok, but on the way back there was plastic or something so we had to work through that again. Today though, she's paying attention from the start and its not as rigid either.
Progress? I think so.
I toss her in the round pen and we get to work. Her canter is MUCH better and she's realizing she needs to KEEP cantering (or else). She still won't turn in when going to the left so I work on that and she eventually gives me something to work with aside from TOO HARD EFF THIS IMMA LEAVE. Today was, for the most part, very zen and good. FINALLY. She listened, was ready for the cues, and didn't anticipate things very much at all. I've been trying to work her a little longer for fitness/mental reasons (keep working!) and so she was pretty hot after that. It's so not like working Simon. TB > Friesian for fitness obvs.
To end the session, I worked on basic hooking on things to see where she is and... she chose to disengage and follow me. OMG! Naturally it was not as good when she was facing to the left but she figured it out and DIDN'T LEAVE ME. Seriously, this is a big deal for Jade.
We did that a few more times until she was basically hooked on the best she's ever even attempted and I call it quits. On the walk back in, she didn't flinch and was a star in the wash rack while the rain made the barn roof sound scary and people were rummaging through things on the other side of the wall that she couldn't see. Yay baby horse!
Here's a pic of her looking Quarter Horsey with her head low and relaxed from that day (and sweaty):