Author: Amanda
Crowdsourcing: Sticking tongue out?
Over the last few weeks, Tris has developed an interesting new habit. I’m less than wild about it.
In short: when the bit goes in his mouth, he sticks his tongue out the left side of his mouth. There is an ever so slight crossing of the jaw that accompanies it. Mostly, it’s just the tongue, pushing out the gap in his teeth.
Not much! And not badly. But it’s definitely happening. Degree is the same whether there’s active contact with the bit or whether the bit is just sitting there.
I don’t have good feedback on whether it happens when he’s really through and engaged. I know it happens when there’s some contact but not engagement, though.
I am hoping that it’s because the bit is too thick in his mouth. I have plans to get him a thinner bit: either this Sunday at Everything Equine, or online from Smartpak if I can’t make it there/can’t find what I want.
Any other thoughts?
4 hours later…
Trailer Inspection & Saddle Fitting
Spring cleaning all around!
First, Sunday, the trailer went in to get inspected. It was an hour of highs and lows.
High: Hitched that sucker up on the second try. BOOM. I take a great deal of pride in my ability to handle my rig.
Low: The electrical socket on my hitch on the truck has rusted such that the plug for the trailer did not go in all the way. So the trailer brakes did not get power.
THAT WAS EXCITING.
Luckily, when planning for my rig I was very conservative: the truck can haul and stop the empty trailer under normal conditions. Which is what we had to do, over dirt roads, down steep hills, around a few tight corners, and then into the lot at the mechanic’s.
Saddle-fitting went exceptionally well. One of my favorite things about Vermont is how genuinely lovely all the horse people I’ve met are. My barn manager, trainer, farrier, vet, and now saddle fitter. We’d actually met some years ago, when I lived in Vermont before; she was the first person ever to fit Tris, and advised me to buy my jump saddle. So it was terrific to see her again and find she hadn’t changed at all.
\For the record: dose 3 of 4 of the Pentosan loading dose was today.
Mud Season Hack
Pentosan FTW
Tristan is halfway through the loading dose of Pentosan, and Saturday night was my first chance to get on him in a proper dressage school to test his new stage.
I’m thrilled to report that I noticed a HUGE difference.
Incremental changes are always the hardest to keep an eye on: over the years, Tristan has been ageing, and getting less fluid and supple, even with long warmups and all the exercise I could do for him. His long layup before and after surgery didn’t help. It was hard for me to confront the fact that he’s ageing: not that I ignored it, but more that I redoubled efforts to help him work through it, not quite acknowledging why.
Saturday night I got on, and we walked at a good clip for 15 minutes on a long rein, our usual. I picked up the reins and started in some basic lateral work to loosen him up behind the saddle: again, usual.
ZOOM.
I put my leg on and I had a fluid, through horse. His leg yield was so fast and so scopey I completely forgot to manage it and I’m afraid it wasn’t very pretty, but whooooosh we went across the entire diagonal. Then we went back. Then we zigged and zagged back and forth. Then we did shoulder-in and haunches in and he was stepping waaaaaaaay over in the back.
Then we went for the trot and immediately he felt straight, through, and springy through his hind end. Same thing laterally: zooooooom across the diagonal in the leg-yield, stepping under through shoulder-in and haunches in.
Then canter: up and down instead of that flattish gait we’d been working to improve. Near-immediate hints of softening through the topline to the right.
To say I was ecstatic would be putting it mildly!
Let me be clear: it wasn’t a great ride. I was so taken aback by the horse I had underneath me that I flubbed many things. There were suddenly many more things to gather up and different ways to ride. I played a bit with some of our cornering exercises, controlling the outside shoulder, and we made some progress.
But after 35 minutes, I stopped. He had gone farther in his warmup than he has after a full hour in recent weeks. I had been adding leg-yield responsiveness in slowly over the last few weeks, hoping to work up to going across the diagonal, but he just wasn’t crossing over sharply enough even after warmup. Saturday? ZOOM. Right away.
We finished by going outside to the outdoor ring and doing our first long lazy trotting and cantering around, nothing much, just to say we were outside. The footing is still a bit deep but nothing terrible, and it is drying out beautifully.
We’ll take it a bit slowly, because with such dramatically increased flexibility and range of motion comes new torque on his muscles. New ways of going, new building that needs to be done.
And we’re only halfway through – who knows how much better he’ll get?!
Happy Easter!
Happy News!
This isn’t exactly horse-related, but often horse people are dog people.
This sweet little girl will be coming home with us next Tuesday.
She’s a five month old Boxer/Labrador cross, and will probably mature to about 40 pounds. She’s puppy-ish but very sweet, curious but snuggly, and overall just what we were hoping for. We had a long application process that checked references, required a home inspection, and interviewed us both separately, but we passed!
We’re going to call her Arya. 🙂 Let’s hope she likes the barn!
The Quiet Still Point
I’ve had a busy, difficult week. Deadlines are crowding my brain at work. Evenings have been filled arranging details for something that might come to fruition next week – but has been stressful and worrying in the meantime.
Last night, I made it to the barn at 7pm through sheer force of will. I put one foot in front of the other, and I kept going. I told myself I’d just keep going and I’d go as far as I felt comfortable.
I got the grooming box. I pulled off his sheet (thanks, Vermont, I thought we were done with those?). I curried, and curried some more. I used the shedding blade. I chatted with the barn manager on the phone, who had called to update me on a few things.
45 minutes later, the muscle ache in my face and jaw from grinding my teeth had faded. My shoulders had loosened, despite grooming hard. I could breathe easily again.
I never did get to ride, but I didn’t need to. I just needed to escape.
The barn manager’s news was great – she gave Tristan his second dose of Pentosan on Monday, and used him in a 30 minute beginner walk/trot lesson on Tuesday. She couldn’t stop raving about how forward and fluid he’d looked. She said she’d never seen him like that.
I won’t be able to ride until Saturday night, but that was awesome news to get. It sounds like the Pentosan is helping. I’ll report back if that’s the case.
Sunday: drop off the trailer at the mechanic
Monday: saddle fitting
We’ll see what next week brings. Just keep swimming.




















