So I've been getting myself into a tizz about loading my horse before he went to the trainers. The last time he was loaded it was a trailer and he kicked up a stink about leaving the vets as he was getting loads of fuss and attention there and quite enjoyed it there Thank You Very Much.
In all preparation for going on the lorry (decided against a trailer) this time, I brought out carrots, apples, lunge whip and lunge tape, had them all there in the car ready to go if he started to play up. I woke up at at 6 and promptly got worse as the day went on thinking "He's not going to sodding well load - I know he won't."
Fast forward to collecting him from the field and waiting in the yard for the lorry arriving, and he's starting to look just a little edgy as I have my hat on and gloves, as I lead him out the yard gate my husband looks at me 'Do you want me to do it ?' I practically threw the lead rope at him. My nerves really were travelling down that lead rope. As soon as my husband took him, the horse let out a massive sigh and followed him like a lamb to the lorry.
And on he walks like he's being doing it all his life and what's the fuss about ?
The transporter even brought help as I warned him that he might be difficult They all looked at me and said 'He was no bother then was he ? Good boy'
I make some comment of "Well he might arrive a sweaty mess as he's not a happy traveler usually'
1hr later off he walks cool as a cucumber wondering what the fuss is about.
I felt like a right fool
In all preparation for going on the lorry (decided against a trailer) this time, I brought out carrots, apples, lunge whip and lunge tape, had them all there in the car ready to go if he started to play up. I woke up at at 6 and promptly got worse as the day went on thinking "He's not going to sodding well load - I know he won't."
Fast forward to collecting him from the field and waiting in the yard for the lorry arriving, and he's starting to look just a little edgy as I have my hat on and gloves, as I lead him out the yard gate my husband looks at me 'Do you want me to do it ?' I practically threw the lead rope at him. My nerves really were travelling down that lead rope. As soon as my husband took him, the horse let out a massive sigh and followed him like a lamb to the lorry.
And on he walks like he's being doing it all his life and what's the fuss about ?
The transporter even brought help as I warned him that he might be difficult They all looked at me and said 'He was no bother then was he ? Good boy'
I make some comment of "Well he might arrive a sweaty mess as he's not a happy traveler usually'
1hr later off he walks cool as a cucumber wondering what the fuss is about.
I felt like a right fool