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Date Posted: 11:55:10 09/08/06 Fri In reply to: Taylor 's message, "::Change of Heart::" on 10:07:32 09/08/06 Fri Mr. Cohen nods and goes to the dressing room of the trailer to get her tack. He takes out the saddle pads first, placing them on Chanitlly's back after giving her a quick brushing. He used a square pad, then a gel theraputic pad. He places the Pessoa jumping saddle on her back lightly, then the girth. While he tightens the girth, one hole at a time, he looks at Taylor. I'm sorry to say I don't have a dressage saddle for you to ride in. He chuckles lightly and then gets the bridle. Placing the laced reigns over her head, he asks her to take the bit in her mouth, a full cheak twisted snaffle. Mr. Cohen liked to put a little more bit in her mouth for new places, just for extra leverage for the rider. He adjusts the cheek and nose bands, while talking to Taylor. Now, for the hunters she goes in a rubber D. But for the jumpers, she goes best in something a little harsher. For now, I'll use her in-between bit used for showing. Chanitlly thought nothing of the bit in her mouth, she just stood there, happy to be fussed with. He hands Taylor the reigns and smiles. Have fun. There was a small schooling area with a few jumps set less that 50 feet away. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] |
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| ::Change of Heart:: | Taylor | 02:49:46 09/09/06 Sat |
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