Exasperation

I lunged Nikki yesterday, mostly in the spooky end of the arena.  He was doing o.k., and then, heaven forbid! two people and a dog walked down the street.  Scary!  If you're a giant grey horse, that is.  Nikki's head went up, ears riveted foward, tail up, he pranced around and snorted (yep, that should get rid of those walkers!).

Geez, Nikki!  Its just people walking down the street!  You've seen it before!  Aren't we done with this yet? 

I wasn't going to put up with this behavior.  I hollered.  I yelled.  I flicked my lunge whip.  Nikki turned slightly and kicked.  Just his right leg, the one closeset to me.  Guess that was to make sure I understood he was kicking at me.

Was it because I gave him Wednesday off?  Was it because we haven't worked in the spooky end in awhile? 

Well, the weekend is here so that should mean three solid days of good works.  Like I said, two steps forward, one step back.