Not to long ago he spent most of him time prancing around, head up, pushing hard on the bit and breaking into a fast bone jarring trot if given the slightest opportunity. Now 90% of the time he walks relaxed, head below his withers, and responds to very light direction.
He ground ties fairly well, and I am going to start teaching him to not fear the sound of a gun shoot some time soon. He has done this all before, but with a great amount of fear. This time I am going much slower.
I want him to become a dependable trail horse that I can hunt birds off of.
Here are some pictures from up on the hill, and I have added an old one just so you can see him.
This is looking out over Farmington, and Palouse country beyond to the northwest. |
That is Jack's Mountain. We were hunting the right shoulder yesterday. |
This is Spud in his summer coat. |
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