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Horses are wonderful people. I have been riding horses since I was 6 years old and got my first horse when I was 10. I did barrel racing until I was about 19. Then came college and working and no time for horses. I knew one day I would have a horse again. But I never dreamed it would be a horse like Harley, or that I'd find such a gifted trainer, or learn just how much I didn't know. Funny how life works out. I just knew I needed to get another horse before I was too old to get into the saddle.


This is the story of Harley.



Chapter Ten - My horse is a klutz

The third week of May, Harley injured his shoulder galloping around the ring in turnout.  He made a sudden stop at the fence and pulled a muscle.  It has been 3 weeks and he is starting to look like his old self again.  We have been doing only hand-walking, and will start this week on short rides just at the walk, and gradually move up to trot when he is completely sound at the walk.  Then and only then will we begin trotting.  Too many people rush their horses through recovery, and end up with more serious injuries and a horse laid up for even longer.

Here is a picture that shows Harley doing something similar to what caused his injury.  Obviously, letting him gallop madly around the ring is no longer an option.  I will probably either turn him loose in a smaller ring, or simply lunge him on a long lunge line to "get the kinks out."  I'll be retiring at the end of the year, and riding him quite a bit more, so turnouts will no longer be needed.  If we can just keep him sound until Thanksgiving.....