Thursday, February 20, 2014
Jessie, part 3
No snow in christmas! Pete and Jessie leaving the riding school, after Emma's riding lesson (with a new, treeless saddle).
Jessie with her new friend, arab mare "Miina".
Despite of the new saddle, Jessie was very reclutant to move anywhere when riding, so in February we headed to equine hospital. Here showing trot to vet, before the x-rays (which revealed osteoarthritis).
Heading home after some joint-injections
After injection the horse isn't allowed to move for 24 hours. Boring, thinks Jessie (already used to live in an open stable, coming and going like she wants).
Now Jessie is allowed to walk, in march we can start trotting. Interesting to see how things turn out!
Jessie, part 2
Emma and Jessie at a small jumping competition at the local riding school (a rather bad quality, since the phone was just left on the fence ;)
September. Me and Jessie testing riding with a halter
Oh, the sweet water!
Jessie with new sidepull bridle (october)
We had so little rain in last autumn, the lake dried almost entirely!
Jessie and the swans (heading to south for winter). We had saddle-problems, so lot of leading the pony...
Jessie
This is for Jessie's danish friend(s) :) (click to see bigger pictures).
Grazing with new friends, june 2013
Food is so awful in Finland (nowadays she's used to eat "porridge")
First time in the finnish forest. "There's no way I'm going there!"
...so we had to change the rider. My husband is the "horse whisperer" in our family, he claims that's because he's ancestors were ukrainian cossacks. It's not that he's a good rider, but he never gets angry or nervous... Luckily he's small enough to ride bigger ponies.
This picture was taken by Pete (my husband) when they were at the lake. Jessie loves to play with water!
Me and Jessie taking a riding lesson
My daughter Emma and Jessie taking part in a small kür competition with mascuerade
A video of the same competition
To be continued...
Grazing with new friends, june 2013
Food is so awful in Finland (nowadays she's used to eat "porridge")
First time in the finnish forest. "There's no way I'm going there!"
...so we had to change the rider. My husband is the "horse whisperer" in our family, he claims that's because he's ancestors were ukrainian cossacks. It's not that he's a good rider, but he never gets angry or nervous... Luckily he's small enough to ride bigger ponies.
This picture was taken by Pete (my husband) when they were at the lake. Jessie loves to play with water!
Me and Jessie taking a riding lesson
My daughter Emma and Jessie taking part in a small kür competition with mascuerade
A video of the same competition
To be continued...
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