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Post by Snowflake on May 10, 2009 10:18:55 GMT 10
There's not much you can do when a horse decides he doesn't want to do what you ask of him. Especially a horse of over seventeen hands. That's the predicament I was in now. Akumaaaa! I said in frustration, trying to get the big, aggressive colt away from the inside rail. I realised my voice sounded whiny, and that I was trembling a little from strain. Sarah always said never to let your bad emotions affect you when training a horse - they picked up on it almost instantly, and it could affect their mood and behaviour. I wasn't doing a very good job of this, and the moody colt knew it. He was deliberately going against my wishes to get my goat.
Akuma had been different since his injury. He was especially aggressive towards other colts and stallions, and completely unresponsive to me. He was especially frisky today, dancing on the spot one minute, flying down the track the next. I heard approaching hoofbeats, and looked over my shoulder to see Sarah and Bank On Glory approaching at a canter. Sarah steered Glory wide away from Akuma, knowing full well what the three year old would do to the two year old if he got too close.
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