Shammme. Shammme. Shamme. Shame on me for my woeful attempt at keeping up this blog. It’s been so long since I’ve posted and my only excuse is I upped and moved my whole life 3.5 hours north in less than 2 months. Which is not the worst excuse ever but still shame!
Birdie and I have been in our new hometown of Hamilton for just over a month now and things are starting to feel slightly settled. I’ve found a flat with a great flatmate and started my new job. I decided to truck Birdie up to make the trip nicer for her and bought all my stuff up in my float (in two trips). It took her a bit of encouragement to get her on the truck but she travelled well and arrived safely which was a big relief.
I found her a spot at some grazing run by one of the local pony clubs (but not at an actual pony club). The grazing has a small arena, lots of places to hack and tack sheds! Woo! Its amazing how excited I get about having my own space to keep my stuff and organise how I want. Birdie is being herd grazed with a band of mares and it turns out she is pretty much at the bottom of the herd. Poor thing. She’s got some nasty bites to prove it but I think things are settling down now. I’ve put a cheap cover on her so it will help protect her a bit and it won’t matter if it gets destroyed. Her introduction to the herd did go surprisingly well though. We taped her off from the rest of the horses and she barely looked at them and went straight to eating when she arrived. We were going to integrate them the next day but when someone arrived the next morning, the other horses had pushed through the tape and integrated themselves so that was handy.
The grazing is great and the people are awesome but Birdie is… herd bound. Very herd bound. All she wants to do is be with her girls and she does not want to do anything else thank you very much. You think with the bites she’s been getting, she might not want to be with them all the time but nope. As a result, we have been doing lots of groundwork to get her focus on me and get her back to looking to me for safety and guidance and not her herd. It’s gradually getting better, consistency is definitely the key. I gave her one day off and let’s just say that she didn’t improve when I bought her in the next day. My friend who is an awesome horse trainer is going to come out to help give me some more skills to help her along so hopefully she feels a lot more comfortable being away from the herd soon.
We’ve only ridden a few times since I arrived since most of the time we’ve been doing ground work. Our first ride was with one of the other grazers and we just did a wee hack around the property. I don’t have a saddle at the moment so it was bareback and I tell you what, my legs were so sore the next day. At one point Birdie did a massive spook and spun and I somehow, miraculously, managed to stay on and go with her. The other grazer and I were both shocked. I’m trying out a couple of saddles this weekend so hopefully we can get back to riding properly so we can actually start making progress.
So there’s a quick update for you. Now that I’ve got my life under control a bit more I’ll be able to get back to regular blogging. It’s good to be back.