Today I had Jessica out to trim Powder’s feet and I was looking forward to seeing how she did. She’s BTDT with trims but I had yet to see it. Well, the minute I got into her stall she had ears pinned and had me backed into the stall wall and kicked out at me. Luckily for me she didn’t do it with intent to damage, because she could have. I’m a little bummed that for my first kick (I hate breaking my track record) I don’t even get a nice bruise.
ETA: I did bruise a day or so later!
Wait. What?? Are we talking about sweet little Powder?!
I was stunned but it goes to show you how an animal is an animal, bottom line. She’s the sweetest horse I’ve damn near ever interacted with but she turned a dime and essentially flipped me the bird. I wonder what was up her ass though.
Jessica drove her around her stall after that. She turned her attitude around well enough and gave no trouble for her trim. I even put on her new, radical halter and rope and stood her for some pics. Next time I’ll get better ones.
I also learned that Cheri from the feed store is friends with Alberto and actually was the one to convince him to buy Powder! I told her I was buying the rainbow tack for my new cremello mare and she said “Where’d you get her? Because I only know of one around the city and my friends got her.” I told her I got her from a private breeder named Vega and she gives me that look… “Albert? You got her from Albert?” Small world, Corpus.
She confirmed she’s had no training and supported my ground-zero breaking methods for her. She said she’s a great mother and she knows of at least two foals so far. It’s all pretty interesting to me.
I do love my girl Powder. A little at a time, a little at a time.