We brought a couple of the horses in. I had finished the chanfron for Princess Onna and wanted to try it on and I wanted to play with Rusty. I got Onna saddled for my daughter and set her up on to ride around the yard while I worked with Rusty. I no sooner set her up in the saddle then she left.
She said something about how hard I had worked to get Onna to stay by me, and now she was going to have to work just as hard to get her away from me. And she steered Onna around behind the chicken coup. I went around the other side to try to get a picture so she turned her around behind the shop.
I gave her the space she wanted and went back to Rusty who was digging a hole behind my pickup. As I brushed him I looked up to see my little girl and Princess Onna disappear into the hay bales. My husband and I looked and worried. I declared that gorse to be worth her weight in gold, if the two of them made it back together. I put Rusty away and grabbed Coyote. I brushed a little spot big enough for me to sit and hopped on Coyote bareback in a halter then set of in search of pair gone astray.
At a trot Coyote and I went through the yard. Looking down the rows of bales I saw no sign of them. Then I saw Daisy trot across the drive way down in front of me. There they were happily, quietly meandering back towards the house.
I persuaded her to keep going with me on a longer ride. We went out through the pasture, then out into the corn field and the whole time she rode Princess Onna by herself, not even a lead rope for just in case. Instead of whining that she couldn’t get Onna to go she held her reins with perfect form and gently insisted that they go where she asked. Onna took great care of her little passenger and is working on teaching her to be a great rider.
- Getting Along
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