The First Week With Poe: Monday

June 20, 2013

Monday I tacked Poe up for our second ride. I hopped right on, and as suspected Sunday, he stood nicely for me to mount up. I warmed up, and got a better feel for his walk and trot gates. His walk is pretty normal, if not a little short. I pushed him to walk out a bit more, and with a little hesitation, he seemed to relax with a longer stride. His trot is a little shuffly, if that makes sense. I suspect he shuffles a little as his natural gate, but that he is also restricting his stride a little. I again asked him to lengthen just a little, and he was hesitant but did as asked. He did relax more, but was still very attentive and anticipatory. Or so it seemed. With just the slightest adjustment on my part, he shortened his stride back up again. I think we can lengthen it back out with some work, and I think this might relax him more. When he was lengthened a bit it felt more like his natural stride. Although I could be completely wrong. This was only our second ride.

I pushed him into a canter, which he nicely picked up the lead I asked for on all requests. Again, my initial thought is that he needs to lengthen his stride a bit here too. It again felt shuffly, and when he did stretch out just a little, he felt more coordinated and natural. He was even more anticipatory at the canter and broke back to a trot when I twitched.

We went through bending a couple times, mostly at a trot, with some canter finishes, and he improved each time through. After three times through he understood the pattern and made a nice tight end turn without prompting. Score! We also shuffled mugs, at a trot and canter, and he really is not fazed by nose. He is still a little interested in my leaning. But more in a, ‘are you falling off up there?’ way. I also attempted ball and cone, and he was quite content to stop and stand. Although he was a little interested in me leaning. He did not scoot or shift under me, but did look back at me, and one time stepped under me (and onto the edge of the cone). This is all very good and easily managed and, I feel, a great start.

I feel comfortable on him, and like we may mesh very well. He reminds me a bit of my older pony Osh Kosh (who was one of my long term games ponies and is now in his late 20s and out on free lease to a younger Pony Clubber). Poe’s shape, and attitude are very similar to Osh Kosh, although he seems more patient and less agitated than Osh was at his age. Poe’s gates are not similar to Osh’s bouncy Arab movements though, but remind me a bit of my friend Genevieve’s pony DJ.

I am still sorting out a bridle for him. I think he will be happy in a simple snaffle for now, although he does like to open his mouth to avoid the bit. I put a flash on him Monday and he was not very thrilled. Since it was only our second ride I decided to leave it extremely loose, and work into tightening it as I get to know him better. He does not seem like an overly sensitive pony when it comes to tack, although he is very aware of the pricker grass in the field and does a fantastic job of avoiding every clump of it.

I also measured him on Monday and he came in at just a hair over 13h. I am glad I did not know this before, because I don’t think I would have gone to see him thinking he would be too short. But I really do feel comfortable on him, and think his size works for me for a games pony. Although I am round, I am only 5 foot 3, and reaching things on taller ponies can be a challenge. And his girth seems to accommodate me well.

I checked out Poe’s teeth too. He has a small start in his galvayne’s groove, making him right about 10 years old. That is my non expert opinion. And have I mentioned that I like a pony with color? Yep, I sure do. And I think he is very cute.

As for the herd order, Simon has remained squarely on top. With Poe avoiding him, and being very respectful. Although Simon is not quite as aggressive toward Poe as he is to Linus, who dotes along behind Simon like a lost puppy. While I was riding Simon with Carol Ann on Monday, I noticed Linus and Poe scratching backs, and playing like two yearlings with intermissions to watch Simon and Jinny running races. There was one point where all four were whinnying back and forth, and I think Jinny had an eye for Poe in particular.

They spent Monday night in the barnyard as a group of bachelors, and as soon as the grazing muzzles arrive in the mail I’ll be letting them have free range in the big field together, at least part time. I suspect the three of them will be just fine together, and I hope to move Linus on soon, to a home that can devote more time to him. I’ll update about him in another post though.

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Meet Poe

       June 19, 2013

This past Sunday my husband and I drove down to Floyd and picked up a pony.  He was a bit too smart, and had learned to take advantage of small riders in an ornery pony way.  But was said to be handy and sweet.  He also already had the basic ground requirements like loading, tying, leading, washing, clipping, etc.  He sounded like a games pony prospect and he fit my other criteria.  So I decided to roll the dice.

When we got there he was a little excited, but loaded right up into the trailer without hesitation.  Although he did start stomping around, so we grabbed his coggins, shook hands and said thank you to his very kind (now previous) owners, then took off on the three hour drive home.

When we got back to the barn, we put Simon and Linus out into the big field and brought Poe, the new pony, into the barn yard and let him loose. Simon and Linus spent a good 15 minutes, running, bucking, farting and all out showing off.  Simon would slide up to the fence between him and an interested Poe, and start digging up the ground and arching his neck, before flashing his tail and taking off across the field again.

Once this all settled down I tacked Poe up.  It looks like Simon’s saddle will fit him, and I just stuck Linus’s bridle on for the ride since it had a simple D ring snaffle on it and is easy to adjust.  Rich went with me and we took Poe down to the riding field where I started off lunging him.  He did great, and clearly knows this drill.  Although I am not sure what his woe cue is, and it took a bit to get him to break down from a solid steady trot.  Next I climbed on, and noted that he stood pretty patiently while I did so.  Then I hacked in a circle around Rich in lunge fashion.  Poe was great.  Very responsive, he pulled up on the numerous “woes” I sprinkled into the hack, and had a supple mouth.

Next I moved out and trotted around the riding area, changing directions repeatedly, and spent some time shifting my weight and leaning around.  And then I trotted through bending.  Poe was interested and curious why I was shifting my weight, but never attempted to scoot under or away from me.  After 2 trots through bending I shuffled some mugs at a trot and took note that he did not so much as flick an ear when I rattled the mugs and loudly clanked them onto the poles.

My final trial for the day was with flag.  I rode up to the cone and pulled one flag and flipped it up and over the pommel of my saddle.  Poe reacted by scrunching up some.  This is very common, as flags being whipped around behind a pony’s head and next to his face can be reminiscent of a whip.  Even for a pony that has no whip fear, it can still be disconcerting.  Poe did not try to dart off or freeze up, which can be a common reaction, but simple scrunched and went on extra alert.  I had Rich stand near the cone and I trotted past it picking another flag, with less movement, and then Rich rewarded him with a treat, while I patted his neck and told him “good boy”.  Next I trotted back and forth past the cone, picking and placing the same flag back and forth, making more and more elaborate gestures with it.  Poe was not bothered.

Figuring that was a good start, we ended on a great note, and untacked.  Poe stood politely to be hosed down, and then fly sprayed up.  I stuck one of Simon’s old (slightly large) fly masks on him, and showed him the hay in the barn yard and let him loose.  Rich and I watched him wonder around, take a short roll and investigate for a bit, and then we gave everyone their tiny dinners before leaving them all to their own devices for the night.

The following morning, I opened the gate from the barn yard to the big field, allowing the ponies to intermingle.  Knowing that Simon needed to come off the grass that afternoon, and they would all be in the barn yard together, I wanted to allow them to sort some stuff out on their own while they had a lot of space to work with.  Poe cautiously slipped out past the other boys.  Simon was only interested in what I was doing, and Linus was only interested in what Simon was doing.  It was very anti-climactic.  After a bit I decided all was ok, and headed out to work.

So far I really like Poe.  Poe being short for Napoleon.  He is an unregistered POA, black blanket app.  He has the thin mane and tail and pink nose, which is typical of the breed.  I was told he is 13.2h but I think he might be an inch shorter than that.  Although I need to measure him to be sure.  He does seem a tad shorter than Simon who is 13.2 ½, but Poe is also shorter length wise, with a more compact build.  Regardless of height, I felt comfortable riding him, and like I had enough pony under me, but would still be able to reach things.  I am looking forward to seeing how quickly he takes to games, and also installing some power steering (ie, neck reining) and getting to know him better.

Updates will be forth coming!

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Scary – meeting the other boys through the fence.

 

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We started off on the lunge line.

 

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Next we walked and trotted around the lunge area.

 

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We went through bending!

 

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And we shuffled some mugs.

 

 

 

 

MGAA Mid-Atlantic #2 Mounted games Competition 2013

June 18, 2013

Two weekends ago, June 8/9, was the MGAA, Mounted Games Across America, Mid-Atlantic #2 Series Competition in Centre Hall, PA at Grange Equestrian Center.  It was a 2 day competitions with three sessions for a total of 39 races.

My team, Old School, competed in the adult “fossil” division.  I was joined by my usual teammates, Linda, Kim, Carol Ann and guest teammate, Genevieve.  Simon was a bit perkier than usual, and even a little hot for his first few races.  His energy waned a little during the second session, but he did pick up his hooves a bit during the final.  He was certainly not speedy, but he was moving out more than usual.  I attribute this in part to the change in his bitting.  That combined with the hard work and training we have been putting in made a difference.

Although it was a bit bumpy, we won our first session by a small margin.  Linda had an uncharacteristic rough start, but had her game back in shape after the first few races.  The second session, was rough for me.  I had a terrible Hug-a-Mug race in particular.  Time Flies kicked our butts in this session leaving us down a good 10 or more points.

The final session of 15 races started at 8am on Sunday and we went in ready to roll.  We played hard, trying to make up the gap that Time Flies had on us after session 2.  By the end we came close, only 2 points behind our friends in pink, but ended in second followed by Red Solo Cup, Mischief Managed and Antiques Road Show.

The camping was fantastic as always.  Although Carol Ann and I switched things up a bit and joined our friends Val and Jon and their lovely son Dexter for the weekend.  We camped off to the side, away from the security lights, and enjoyed a quiet social time.  Val and Jon and I go way back, like early 1990s, way back!  woe!  And we had some fun reminiscing and hamming it up all weekend.  Our dogs all had a fantastic time too, playing together and visiting the neighbor dog, Penny.  I am looking forward to reuniting at Nationals next month for another chill camp out with this group plus a few other friends.

Another fantastic MGAA competition, with over 140 ponies hitting the field.  The Masters A final was hard fought, ending in the last race with a 1 point separating the first 3 teams, and the other teams meager points behind.  Lots of great action was seen in all divisions, with lots of collective OHS and ahhhhhs.

Photo: Equistar Photography

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Cayla and Niki  Photo: Equistar Photography

Cayla and Niki
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Genevieve and Ruben Photo: Equistar Photography

Genevieve and Ruben
Ruben is from Camelot
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Kim and Tonka Photo: Equistar Photography

Kim and Tonka
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McKayla and Phoenix Photo: Equistar Photography

McKayla and Phoenix
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Claudia and Galaxy Photo: Equistar Photography

Claudia and Galaxy
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Photo: Wendi

Genevieve and DJ Photo: Equistar Photography

Genevieve and DJ
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Ryan accidentally pulled his ponies bridle off in the middle of a race! Photo: Equistar Photography

Ryan accidentally pulled his ponies bridle off in the middle of a race!
Photo: Equistar Photography

Photo: Equistar Photography

Photo: Equistar Photography

Good Practice

May 29, 2013

Yesterday I had a really good individual games practice on Simon.  We rocked it through eight rounds of litter, picking them all at a canter.  I credit this all to Simon’s improved turns.  We also did some flag drills, worked on our end turns, and practiced our bottle placement and picks for both positions in the race.

Simon really has improved, and he really seems to ride smoother in the hackamore.  Which I plan to elaborate about in another post.

He is such a joy to ride.  If he only had a little interest in going fast.  But I’ll keep him even if he is slow.

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Pony Shock Collar Training

May 2, 2013

You already read about the overall experience at MGAA – Mounted Games Across America’s Mid-Atlantic Mounted Games Series #1 competition.  You already read about how I locked my keys in my truck, and now you get to read about Pony Shock Training. 

Now before you scream abuse, keep in mind the shock was less than an electric fence shock. 

As is typical at venues that allow portable paddocks, I popped up a paddock in the camping area for Simon.  He loves being in the middle of the action, and being free to move about, and I love the savings I get on the cost of a stall and shavings.  Unfortunately, I was unable to find my portable paddock kit before I left.  Ironically I packed the portable fence charger, portable spool of fence tape and the gate openers away for the winter in a place that I “would remember where the kit was come spring”.  Apparently my memory is not in tune with that thinking. 

I managed to scrounge up some loose pieces of tape and figured I would give it a go.  I normally forget to turn the charger on anyway, and had not even bothered to hook it up all last year since he never challenged the perimeter. 

I should also preference this with how annoying Simon can be.  I cannot leave a bucket in his paddock or he throws and kicks it around endlessly.  This includes buckets of water.  He knocks them over, and then kicks them around.  So I remove his buckets, offering him water at frequent and regular intervals, and keep them waiting a few yards from his pen. 
Saturday morning, I woke up at 5am, prompted by my bladder.  I could see Simon was still laid out snoozing away on the ground, and I slipped back into bed after doing my business, but not before he caught sight (or probably sound) of me, and nickered good morning.  I ignored him and crawled back into bed.  About 20 minutes later I heard him beating a bucket around.  The stinkin pony had pushed his chest into the fence and stretched his neck out so he could get hold of one of his buckets and had it under him, rhythmically kicking it with all 4 feet.  I climbed out of bed and took it away from him and decided that I might as well get my day under way. 

That evening Simon had already eaten his feed and had a nice pile of hay to keep him company, but I noticed he was watching us with mischievous eyes while we ate our dinner.  And I suppose he had had enough of not being the center of attention, and he grabbed the fence tape in his teeth and yanked it up and off the poles.  We jumped up, yelled at him and put the fence back in place.   But it wasn’t but  few minutes later that he grabbed the top of one of the step in posts and pulled it out of the ground and marched on out and into the center of camp.  I tied him up to a trailer for a while, but eventually needed to sort out what I was going to do with him for the night and decided to return him to his paddock, where he promptly started the pull-the-fence-down game back up. 

Fellow camper, Genevieve had an idea.  Let’s try putting the dog training shock collar on him that another fellow camper, Carol Ann had for her dog.  Gen got busy, and rigged it up with bailing twine and stepped back for action.  Sure enough, as soon as I let go of his halter, he went right to the fence, and Gen gave him a zap.  He looked a bit confused, probably because fences usually shock the end of his nose, not his throat, and he immediately tried again.  Zap.  It took one more go and the pony had it figured out.  He stood in the middle of the paddock and glared at us.

After a while of him not testing the fence, we took the collar off, but sure enough he went right back at it, and the collar was back on.  He did not test it again, knowing the collar was the culprit. 

So it was a bit of a 50/50.  He clearly got the message almost instantly, but he also knew it was only enforced by the collar.

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Gen applying the collar

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eeek, push the button!

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Annoyed with the collar on

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In time out.

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banging a bucket