I've been riding for sixteen years. I've had two horses. I've done equitation, hunters, jumpers, and have even dabbled in western pleasure riding. I've gotten bucked off, rolled on, run away with, stepped on, and, of course, reared with. Somehow, though, none of that has prepared me for this horse that has been dropped into my lap.
He's a two year old Thoroughbred and he knows absolutely nothing. I mean.....NOTHING. He's mouthy, he paws like there's no tomorrow, and, if you ask me, he's wayyy into himself: I've named him Wiley.
Wile (noun) \ˈwī(-ə)l\
1. a trick or stratagem intended to ensnare or deceive; also : a beguiling or playful trick
2. skill in outwitting : trickery, guile
Technically he isn't mine yet, but either way he needed a name, right? His owner, Debbie, loves it. She's going through a divorce and being forced to sell the little troublemaker so I told her I'd take him for the summer, start training him, and if things go well, I'd buy him. The funny thing about that, though, is that I'm a total novice when it comes to training a horse.
This...is a blog of our adventures.
2. skill in outwitting : trickery, guile
Technically he isn't mine yet, but either way he needed a name, right? His owner, Debbie, loves it. She's going through a divorce and being forced to sell the little troublemaker so I told her I'd take him for the summer, start training him, and if things go well, I'd buy him. The funny thing about that, though, is that I'm a total novice when it comes to training a horse.
This...is a blog of our adventures.
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