I'm so confused by him. On the one hand, we're getting somewhere. On the other hand, we're getting nowhere. Is this because I really don't know what I'm doing, or because he's abnormal, or is this normal? I appreciate being left alone, the professors aren't coming around as much and I love being able to try things without pressure, but I feel like I need guidance. Am I reading him wrong? I don't have that gut feeling that tells me to turn back, but I don't have a feeling in the other direction either.
My dream is to someday, a very long time from now, (after I marry rich?) I would like to rescue and retrain ex-racehorses. The reason I'm not a training and instruction major is that I have had way less equine experience than these girls. I went to Kevin and Steffanie when they moved to Salem and said "Teach me." and they taught me a lot in a very short time. In no way am I qualified to train a horse, and I still believe that. Maybe that little bit of confidence is what I'm missing, I don't know.
He does feed off of me, and I off of him. Christina doesn't read him as well as I do, I guess, I constantly have to tell her to slow down, to watch how he reacts and adjust accordingly. I'm learning his language, and that feels really good.
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