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Subject: Saddleseat with Gent Author: Susan [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 18:12:37 08/01/02 Thu Susan opened Gent’s stall and the big stallion greeted her cheerfully, nuzzling her pocket where she always kept her sugar cube for him. Gent snorted lovingly as she gave him the sugar cube and hooked him in crossties. She brushed his glossy black coat and smiled. Although he was a challenge to handle, with the right rider Gent went like a dream. Susan picked his hooves and lifted up the saddleseat saddle. She set it on Gent’s back and tightened the girth. The TW easily accepted the bit and stood calmly while she buckled the bridle. She led him out to the arena and swung into Gent’s saddle. Susan gathered the reins and squeezed firmly. Gent stepped into a smooth elegant flat footed walk, arching his neck and carrying his tail high. Susan sat deep and kept him moving lightly forward. He was a great saddleseat horse, but with her training him he had a lot of potential for other things. After a thorough warm up, Susan squeezed gently and Gent pranced into a running walk. He was smooth and prancy as he flashed through figure eights and circles. Susan got him bending and arching his neck elegantly. He came on the bit and at Susan’s subtle signal, swiftly pranced into a rocking chair canter. Susan sat and elegantly fingered the reins. The big TW was so graceful and spirited. She loved him! Patting his neck, Susan squeezed the reins and Gent slowed to a walk. “Good boy!” she praised enthusiastically. The TW tossed his mane gently and snorted. Susan laughed. “Yeah, let’s go on a trail ride, Gent.” She said. They walked to the trail and started down it, heading for the beach. Gent pranced along like a colt and frolicked along playfully at rocking chair canter as they moved along the sand, the water washing over his hooves softly. Susan let him play around for a while before riding him back to the barn and taking care of him! [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]