Well, we tried to put some driving training on Encore in October but the weather gods were not on our side. So typical of our northern Alberta climate. Sooo, Encore now has a date with an indoor stall in February/March 2013 to get a jump start for spring.
One thing Encore struggles with is patience. Well, most times she is patient (cross ties seem to keep her brain grounded). But single tie...oh my. The world just might pass her by. And she can't BEAR to see the world pass her by. Fidget. Fidget. Fidget. So our November, December and January lessons are - tying. And tying. And boring, snoring, flippin' tying. And now we have discovered milk jugs have been directly sent from a really hot place to make her life miserable. So Mom has milk jugs tied to her feed bucket. Mom has milk jugs in her hay bucket. Mom leads her with milk jugs. And these are special little milk jugs. They have rocks in them. Special little rocks that make milk jugs appear to resemble some type of rock breathing milk-jug dragons. We're getting there. We still are on hunger strike when they are tied to the feed bucket, but we now eat hay that have rock-breathing dragon-like milk jugs cozied into the hay feeder. Ahh, life at Cajonat Farm. Never boring :)
One thing Encore struggles with is patience. Well, most times she is patient (cross ties seem to keep her brain grounded). But single tie...oh my. The world just might pass her by. And she can't BEAR to see the world pass her by. Fidget. Fidget. Fidget. So our November, December and January lessons are - tying. And tying. And boring, snoring, flippin' tying. And now we have discovered milk jugs have been directly sent from a really hot place to make her life miserable. So Mom has milk jugs tied to her feed bucket. Mom has milk jugs in her hay bucket. Mom leads her with milk jugs. And these are special little milk jugs. They have rocks in them. Special little rocks that make milk jugs appear to resemble some type of rock breathing milk-jug dragons. We're getting there. We still are on hunger strike when they are tied to the feed bucket, but we now eat hay that have rock-breathing dragon-like milk jugs cozied into the hay feeder. Ahh, life at Cajonat Farm. Never boring :)
