And that's still true--I mean, the horse I loved the most came to me broke-to-death at 17 and we had a glorious two years together.
But lately, Courage has impressed me. He's learning a lot. He's trying hard. One day, we'll get somewhere cool (2nd level?) and I'll be able to say that I did almost all his training myself. I don't mean to downplay the fact that he has had trainer rides, but he's never been in a regular program with anyone other than me.
In the past year, it really has been all me. My dressage trainer has sat on him twice.
For as much as I've always said that I didn't care, it actually feels really good to be able to say that I did this myself.
We have a long ways to go and a lot still to do. Truth be told, we're just starting to dip our toe in to the hard part of the journey--we're very close to maxing out my dressage knowledge.
Which means a whole new chapter. Together.
I can't wait. <3