He is still not happy having his back feet shod. He likes to lean on the farrier. Unfortunately on Monday his shoeing was swiftly followed by him getting his head collar caught on the poop scoop handle (my fault carefully handy for sweeping up after farrier and for Charlie to hook himself on.
The hacking was going well a fun hack through the woods with a fellow livery doing controlled canters on the way home. A solo hack round the village ridden through the cows field. Still issues with silly unexpected spooks which involve either a vertical complaint or a 180 degree spin and request to return o base.
Then came Sunday. Hacking though the woods we came around a corner as a Mountain Biker flew round the corner. Charlie spun 180 decked me ran over me and legged it my companions horse charged after him.
We caught him and I crawled back on board but ye gods it hurt. We completed our hack even though I had an urge to throw up every time I ducked under a tree.
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