It always has to do with feeling helpless, especially when I am states away from the situation.
Im pulling Baby out of training ~ it basically was a relationship made in hades. Baby fought her for most of the 30 days, and when she emailed me last week to tell me that she had to use a wire twist in his mouth so he wouldnt run through the bit; I fretted big time. I have never in the 12 years of owning him had these same issues; I ride with my seat, and him in a plain snaffle, and we get along fine. I am aware that sometimes certain situations call for certain bits - but this is not one of them this time . I am boarding him at a barn where I do trust the owner, and shes kept a good eye on him and Sally, so I do know he's okay. The training is over though. And Im hoping he will still trust me.
And here I sit, three states away.
Wanting to get into the truck and go see him.