Upon reaching the arena door, Rose, who had been having no issue with the door for months now, suddenly threw on the breaks and turned into a royal snot. I tried politely for about ten minutes to get her in, then I tried more aggressive tactics, all to no avail. In the end I ended up throwing her in a stall, opening the garage door, and then going back to get her and entered the arena that way. I simply do not have time to deal with her marish bull$&** anymore.
Rose's fat bum, as a result, had to work very hard for the remaining 30 minutes I had left at the barn. The ride at least was good. I'm not too thrilled to see what I will be dealing with next time.
|Looking innocent, post-ride.|
Happy trails and swooshing tails!