|Birds Chillin' in the Pasture.|
Colder temperatures are on the way. I was planning to take Misty to a clinic this coming Saturday, but the clinician has rescheduled. Our high on Saturday may not even make it to 20F. Even an indoor arena won't compensate for temps that low and students don't learn well when they are shivering. It's too bad we have to reschedule, but I'm relieved. I really don't like being that cold.
I'm trying to seize any chance to ride in an indoor arena this winter. A few weeks ago I summoned my inner cowgirl and took Misty to cattle sorting practice, just so I could pay to ride in the indoor arena where the event was held. It was great to simply ride around in the arena with other horses and riders, but we actually did get to take a couple shots at sorting. This was only our 2nd time in the presence of cattle. My first sorting attempt, I couldn't get the assigned cow separated at all. After 60 seconds, I deferred to my partner who didn't have any luck either. It was like the heifer was attached to her herd mates with Velcro. The 2nd time my partner and I each sorted 3 of the 7 and got those 6 in the other pen within the 2 minute time period. I'm not interested in speed or whether we are successful at sorting. Misty's not built like a quick-on-her-feet cow pony. I just wanted to spend time with my mare and get some exposure and experience with cattle.
I was very pleased with Misty. During one of the cattle changes, I was expecting the cows to come down the center of the arena and out the door to their holding pens. I placed Misty in one of the corners of the arena near the exit, facing the center of the arena so we could see the cows coming. They decided to drive them down the side of the arena this time and it startled me when suddenly 7 cows went running right around Misty's butt. But Misty didn't even flinch. She continues to amaze me at how she has matured and gained confidence this year. I love my mare.