One week later

Now life is coming back to me slowly. The first time I only could cry, hate everything around me and don't wanted to spend my time with Baga. She gave her best but she wasn't exactly what I desired. I don't wanted to feel joy and fun and was not listening to music or being glad with the shining sun.

On Sunday I drove to the Seven-Gate-Ranch to take pictures of the cutting clinic and there were too many friends and too much happiness that I could not stay in my sad mood. Roughly speaking I got my smile back during this weekend. But bad moments are still coming and going. Every day.

Today I had a good day with Baga. Actually I also had a good time yesterday because Klaus came to me after work and gave me a riding-lesson. Of course that was brilliant! He helped us a lot and I have some homework to do now. Of course I don't wanted to do the same like yesterday with Baga although I was so excited to exam the new stuff so I decided only to ride with bridle but bareback. Good decision. It was fantastic. I only wanted to ride some circles of slow trot (jog) in a good posture. Baga had different ideas but followed my instructions. I only needed to restart the engine from time to time. Then I noticed how good it felt to ride this trot. I never thought I could fall of her - it was easy like walk. Sometimes the trot felt very different to other steps and I wondered: is that jog? (Foto vom Basiskurs)

I called Bea and Kira to have a look at Bagas legs and started a new round. And in fact they told me that Baga is always tölting if I ask her for very slow trot. Only few steps. But everytime again. Walk - Tölt - Trot - Tölt - Walk. Of course I had no cameras with me in this great moment so I only can tell you this. The greatest thing ever: to find the tölt through not trying to tölt :o) And I not even used the reins. They were hanging down with a lot of slack...