The last time I jumped Moe was at our last show. There are several reasons for this:
- It rained, and the outdoor was too slippery for jumping
- There was a dressage clinic at the barn, and all of my jumps were disassembled so the arena could be dragged
- I rode Gina
- I am sick and too exhausted to reset the jumps
For the last few weeks, it’s been all dressage, all the time for Moezilla. We’re currently working on transitions; the only transition I can reliably get him to perform well is walk to trot. Trot to canter is okay to the right and hideous to the left. Canter to trot is just plain bad, regardless of what direction we’re heading. Halting- well, let’s just be grateful eventing dressage tests only have one halt.
Fortunately, once Moe is going in a gait, he’s been going really well. His trot is lovely and soft and steady, and his canter is round and energetic. The medium walk is a struggle, as Moe feels very strongly that walking is for relaxing and if you want to march somewhere, you might as well trot.
All the dressage certainly isn’t hurting him. Sometimes, when he stands just right, he almost looks like he’s losing his upside-down ewe neck and gaining some muscles in his hindquarters. Then he moves and he’s a narrow, shark-finned, flat-crouped llama again.
I also figure that Moe doesn’t need much schooling over fences. (I do, but that’s a different issue.) He knows and likes his job: see the jump, jump the jump, gallop fast! I tell myself I’m saving his elderly legs some wear and tear by jumping him an average of once a month.
We’re headed to a schooling CT this weekend, but I couldn’t drag myself out of bed early enough this morning to feed the dogs, get dinner in the slow cooker, gag up some phlegm and get to the barn in time to set up a course. Maybe Thursday.