Early in the morning I headed up , fed and watered Knight. Then I prepared him for another ride in the arena. He started out just like he left off, mad, pushing on my hands and legs, popping his teeth, actually popping his nose back to his chest, he refused to go forward when I Asked him and he would try to run through my legs. He is just mad and irritated. A friend of my came by and was watching me ride and asked me if I had taken a blow to the head or something
because I was riding a mustang. I just laughed it off. I will have to admit at this point it does seem like a pretty big challenge. But I just laughed it off and went on. I know if I can get all of this energy working in a positive direction that something good will happen. I rode him for quite awhile that morning , didn't seem to make any improvement, in fact I think he could more frustrated. He had popped his teeth so much that he had actually bitten his own lip. I finished up the ride by sitting in the middle of the arena. I got off, took him to the trailer, loaded him and came back home. Another blow out on the trailer on the way home. We're home again. I just can't leave Knight in the mental state he was in when we left Butler. So I saddled him for a ride in the barn. As I was loping him around in the barn, he would try to go up into each corner, so instead of trying to ride him out of the corners, I just turned his head loose and rode him for the corner. He would go left and right but when he would come out of the corner, I would relax my legs and pet him on the neck. For quite awhile he would really try to escape at each corner. After about 15 minutes he headed for the center of the arena on his own, relaxed and quite.
So I got off and called it a night.
