A Day in the Life of Bowdie Bow Bar
You have probably heard a lot about me from Emily. Well, not everything she says is true about me. I am actually very smart and quite handsome. Did I mention drop-dead good lookin'? Yeah, that's me. And everyone loves me. Believe me, I know. Even when the mares kick and bite me I know that actually means they're fighting over who gets to be with me. I'm just that cool.
The name's Bodie. Bowdie Bow Bar is my full name but you can call me Bodie. And today I'm going to tell you the real story of what my pet, Emily, and I do. Yeah you got that right- Emily is not my owner. We're partners, but the truth is she's my pet and I've trained her to do all kinds of cool things. She comes when I don't come to her, she scratches my tummy in the places I can't reach whenever I show her how to do a trick, she brings me cookies whenever I tell her to, and I even showed her how to clean my stall for me by throwing all my food out. Eventually she gets driven crazy by how dirty it is and cleans it all out, and then gives me new food. Score! You see, training is all about using situations to teach your pet what to do.
So let me explain some things that you might not know about what horsemanship, horseback riding and horse care is really about.
Okay, the whole sword thing she thinks is so cute? In reality I stole the sword from her and she started to snap pictures, laughing. She was trying to take pictures of herself in her whatever Russian outfit that has something to do with history or what not. But I stole the sword and she had to take a picture.
So there you have it. The TRUE stories of what is going on in all those photos of me. Now you understand what I put up with. Emily is a somewhat hard pet to manage but we're getting there. After two years of training I think she's come a long way. She no longer boasts about her amazing horsemanship because I taught her to be humble or I'll buck her off. She's learned to ride on a loose rein or I'll chomp the bit in half, I've taught her to ride no matter how nervous I make her feel, and I even taught her how to stay on when I play "let's jump in the pond- oh looks it's frozen and we're skidding everywhere".
Emily has come a long way. Yes, she still drives me crazy, and yes, I still have a ways to go before she's perfect, but for a girl pet she's okay.
Don't ever think what you see in a picture is actually what's going on. Looks are deceiving. There's always two sides to every picture.
Oh, and next time one of you comes to visit her and she offers to let you ride me? Just know that I don't put up with any shenanigans. You will be taught to ride if you get on me. So come on over and I'll teach you something about horsemanship, okay? >:-) We'll begin with "stay on while I run to the tire and jump on it."
Oh, that one never gets old...