Post by ~*Horses44eveR*~ on May 31, 2007 13:51:00 GMT -5
It was a magnificent day. The sun was out and it wasn't incredibly hot, you what I mean. Those days where it's so hot out if you move an inch your covered in sweat. A slight gentle breeze whistled through my hair and Majik's mane and tail. He was such a galliant horse. He acted not as a stallion would, he acted like a gelding. He was such a gentleman. I stopped the sweet stallion in the center of the arena. Gracefully, I glided into the Stubben saddle. I stopped for a moment and breathed deeply the sweet aroma of horses. "Walk on" I gently instructed Majik. He began his smooth, fast walk. We manuvered around the arena with such grace we looked like just one figure. Serpentines, Circles, Half Circles, Half pass. A quick clucking sound was heard. Only audible to the horse and rider. A swift, almost unnoticable, transition occured. The trot was smooth, and just the right speed. We performed a half pass, and it was perfect. Gently I lifted just a little on the rains. The passage came out with an ease. I decided to try something a little harder. I gently pulled back on the reins, he knew exactly what I wanted. He slowed himself down and the piaffe was perfect. I quietly smooched to Majik. A slow three-beated canted gently thudded. Gently tapping his sides, one leg at a time, we performed one-tempis. One of the harder dressage movements. Slowing him down I asked him to pirouette. Perfect! He never forgot a thing! I slowed him to a walk. After cooling him down I unsaddled him and let him into the pasture.