I decided to show Zedd today. The show was at the Quenton horse grounds. The area was very nice, but the footing was a bit odd. It was this really fine gravel that when it got wet it became like sludge. Zedd did very well despite this goofy worried look he had on his face all morning. I just continued with our normal routine.
Our first run was JWW. He was wonderful. He just went around one jump and when I called him back, he back jumped. Wrong course and refusal. I was better at praising him in the ring, and using my happy gay voice instead of my drill Sargent voice.(That's what Mike calls it.) Our second run was Open STD. The run went: focus, no focus I hate this sludge, mom didn't tell me to jump so I'm going to run around the jump, focus, gosh the weaves are in a Hugh puddles and I'm nervous, focus, focus, excellent table and excellent contacts, focus, oh look someone in the ring I need to say "Hi" to, Oh mom's calling me to just take the last jump. Back to the car we went to dry and clean the gravel off his stomach. He was happy and I was pleased. The lack of focus drives me nuts sometimes, but I plan to keep working at it and I'm sure it will all come together.
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