Well, I've had another lovely few days with Merlin, and if anything, he seems to be getting so much better. He definitely likes our new routine, of a few hours on the grass and then a lovely long sleep in his shelter. A little more grass in the afternoon, after a short lesson. This week we have learned NOT to pick up our feet. This may sound odd, but I just want to be able to run my hands up and down his legs without hooves being thrown at me. He has totally the wrong idea about feet lifting, so I've completely undone everything he thought he knew. Next week, I'll teach him to lift his feet when I (gently) squeeze him at the chestnuts (I know how that sounds, but you know what I mean! :) )
(Aaaw, couldn't you just eat him all up?)
Also, this week, we have learned to accept fly spray and not to use our head as a weapon!!! Oh, and not to have a hissy fit when our mane is brushed. Gawd, but this boy is sensitive!!!
Next week, more lessons, including another attempt at lungeing. The last attempt was like swinging a tiger by the tail. All very well whilst you're swinging, but what do you do when you stop! RUN! ha,ha, ha!!
