Last week was a quick visit to Ella, because my mom didn't feel well and I was really tired. We just went in the evening, so we could meet Ella's new trainer. Her other trainer just moved to Indiana on Saturday :-(. The new girl seems nice and seems to get along with Ella, so that's good.
When the trainers were talking, I realized that they've been using really thin western snaffles on her—maybe that's one reason she objected to me bitting her—I was using a dressage, french-link full-cheek—so quite a bit thicker. I'm going to stop and get her a thinner bit and remove the noseband. It will be quite a look, but oh, well—pride has long gone out the window.
The new trainer is going to come out wednesday, so we can watch her ride. I'm looking forward to seeing Ella, but I have to admit, the whole leaning over her and then my mom walking her away from the mounting block while I was on the block, did a number on my fear of heights and really backed me off of wanting to get on her. That "dry run" might not have been such a good idea...
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