Our new heraldry
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glenatronToday my new bass arrived. It is very beautiful. We had a sort of mini-rehearsal at Andy Longhair's house this evening and I got to play it for the first time. It sounds fantastic- deep and smooth if, at first use, perhaps a little characterless.
Not lacking in character in any way is fine Dales pony Othello.
Joe is annoyed when his conversation with Othello on affairs of state and other matters of great moment is interrupted by a pesky human.
Today we were able to take Othello through to the school. I thought I was doing pretty well yesterday and given the situation I probably was, but now we were in the neutral environment of the school and Othello was feeling a lot more ready to show me what he's made of.
He only actually dragged me across the school once and I managed to get round him enough to turn him round and bring him to a halt, but he was determined to show me all the tricks and resistances he knows and fair play to him, there are quite a few of them. If we're trying to walk along together he will either turn his head right away from me and do his best to ignore me or he will walk diagonally across me trying to turn us both in the direction he wants to go. Both have the effect of pushing his shoulder into me, which is something that I have to teach him not to do- a horse without respect for personal space is an accident waiting to happen. If I ask him to go round me he decides he is lunging (a staple of most people's work with horses, lunging puts the horse on the end of a long rope and asks them to run around the handler indefinitely- most horses can do this and just switch off their brains) and go trotting round me without thinking at all about what I want him to do. When we are stood together he will resolutely stare away from me, asking him to bring his head round sometimes brings his head by tends to bring his shoulder with it at which point I have to ask him to respect my space and the softness is lost. He is a very smart animal and he has learned a lot of evasions- I am going to be pushed to the limits of my ability in handling him and probably well beyond, which I guess is a pretty good way of aquiring new abilities.
In turn, he finds me very confusing - our way of working with horses is to try and look at things from the horse's point of view and do all we can to make things easy for them to get everything right. The problem is that he is accustomed to people behaving in strange and inexplicable ways and so he isn't really expecting anything else of us. What will hopefully happen is that he will start to recognise the patterns in what we are doing -in your dealings with horses, and people come to think of it, consistency is paramount- and understand what we are trying to ask of him- he is already better about personal space after only a couple of days. Working with him is an immense challenge and I am by no stretch certain I'm up to it, but it is also absolutely fascinating and if things do work out well it should form a very strong bond between us.
Not lacking in character in any way is fine Dales pony Othello.
Joe is annoyed when his conversation with Othello on affairs of state and other matters of great moment is interrupted by a pesky human.
Today we were able to take Othello through to the school. I thought I was doing pretty well yesterday and given the situation I probably was, but now we were in the neutral environment of the school and Othello was feeling a lot more ready to show me what he's made of.
He only actually dragged me across the school once and I managed to get round him enough to turn him round and bring him to a halt, but he was determined to show me all the tricks and resistances he knows and fair play to him, there are quite a few of them. If we're trying to walk along together he will either turn his head right away from me and do his best to ignore me or he will walk diagonally across me trying to turn us both in the direction he wants to go. Both have the effect of pushing his shoulder into me, which is something that I have to teach him not to do- a horse without respect for personal space is an accident waiting to happen. If I ask him to go round me he decides he is lunging (a staple of most people's work with horses, lunging puts the horse on the end of a long rope and asks them to run around the handler indefinitely- most horses can do this and just switch off their brains) and go trotting round me without thinking at all about what I want him to do. When we are stood together he will resolutely stare away from me, asking him to bring his head round sometimes brings his head by tends to bring his shoulder with it at which point I have to ask him to respect my space and the softness is lost. He is a very smart animal and he has learned a lot of evasions- I am going to be pushed to the limits of my ability in handling him and probably well beyond, which I guess is a pretty good way of aquiring new abilities.
In turn, he finds me very confusing - our way of working with horses is to try and look at things from the horse's point of view and do all we can to make things easy for them to get everything right. The problem is that he is accustomed to people behaving in strange and inexplicable ways and so he isn't really expecting anything else of us. What will hopefully happen is that he will start to recognise the patterns in what we are doing -in your dealings with horses, and people come to think of it, consistency is paramount- and understand what we are trying to ask of him- he is already better about personal space after only a couple of days. Working with him is an immense challenge and I am by no stretch certain I'm up to it, but it is also absolutely fascinating and if things do work out well it should form a very strong bond between us.
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