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Author: Taylor |
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Date Posted: 02:49:46 09/09/06 Sat In reply to: dealer 's message, "..a taste of perfection.." on 11:55:10 09/08/06 Fri Taylor stood back, watching in silence as Mr. Cohen tacked Chantilly up. She kept a careful eye on how the mare reacted. If her ears pricked forward, if she held her head higher, things such as that. It helped Taylor see how eager she was to work, or if she was a little more laid back. Taylor could work with both, seeing as they were both a challenge to overcome. When Mr. Cohen handed her the reigns she smiled and took them, leading Chantilly into the small arena and halting her in the center. she moved around her, running her hands all over the mare, checking the girth, tightening it a notch, running her hands over hte mare's face. It was a test to see how much fussing Chantilly could handle before getting bored and antsy. Finally, she lowers the stirrupts, slides her right foot into the off side stirrupt, gives a hopp and pulls herself effortlessly into the saddle. Gathering her reigns, she shifts, finding a comfortable position and adjusting hte stirrupts to her liking before getting a contact with the bit in Chantilly's mouth, and tightening her legs around her barrel. Heels press into the mare's side lightly, her calves doing most of the asking. For a few laps around the arena, Taylor kept Chantilly at a walk, giving halfhalts, asking for the mare to shorten her stride, then lengthen it. The next signal was an upward transition, calves tightening around the mare's barrel, heels pressing lightly against her hide. Taylor's hands kept Chantilly gathered, tight and full of energy before she allowed her to break stride and move into a trot. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] |
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| ..a taste of perfection.. | Chantilly Lace | 08:00:29 09/11/06 Mon |
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