Me: "I just can't even."
Bridget: "I can't either."
Me: "Cut me some slack?"
Bridget: "No, I hate you."
The end. Somehow we both got a great workout by accomplishing absolutely nothing beyond being frustrated with each other :)
We've been marketing her towards an experienced, motivated rider, because although she is the kindest mare around, she's really fussy about her rider.
EC is totally going with the opposite approach and "poor" Ginger is in bootcamp to be an easier ride for the average person. She's currently getting ridden every day by a different rider, and the end plan is to put even the less advanced kids on her. Essentially, the expectation is that she is just going to have to suck it up and deal with less than perfect riders and less than familiar or predictable faces and surroundings.
|So traumatized. Don't believe it for a second.|