ChannelingRivers

I finally understood what I was trying to say in my last post, in three thousand words or less. Sadism and sarcasm, directed inwards, at yourself, isn't very helpful. Don't ask me how I know. Suffice it to say, I quit doing it. 92.397% of the time anyway, or when the moon is full. Then I have to watch out for crazy neighbour MB anyway.

Flip Time!
Oh, my Flip is feelin' so FinE! My training of Flip was pretty shaky for the first couple of years. Just in the last few months, I've noticed a wonderful new look in her eyes with me. Flip is trusting me, finally. Blaze thinks I walk on water anyway, so I try to be the person Blaze thinks I am:)

Butch snorts at that. Did you miss him?

The two girl dogs are so incredibly intelligent, Flip in a completely different way from Blaze. Flip likes to herd you, and manipulate you. Flip just pout-sighed, in disagreement. Yes, Flip, you DO. Aggressively obsequious. Very rare personality, according to some dog people, so of course, she's Mine. I attract the unusual beings, I guess:) (looks around)
Like my readers. All two of them:):) Stephen King, eat your heart out, sugah.

Flip is very opinionated about everything. Flip is learning the English Language, but only when it gets her somewhere. Flip is very noisy when she's full of frisk. Frightfully frenetic, foolishly flamboyant. Flagrantly flirty. Yeah, I wrote a whole story through Flip's first weeks, with all F words. No wonder it took her a while..

F words, people, they can be nice, too:) Flip laughs at me a lot. I've gotten used to it, as she's usually (OKAY, always) right.

Someone's at the door? No there isn't, Flip. Oh, right again, Flip. But she can also transcribe thunderstorms through her toes, and hides until it's CompletelY safe to come out again. Her opinion, very hard to change. I'm glad she's finally starting to decide that I'm not a complete idiot. All evidence to the contrary..
Flip has an invisibility cloak, and she uses it, just when I least expect it.

Like today, coming back from walks and FrisBees, happily beside me heading for the door. (Blaze was off pooping, you needed to know that.)
Pooof. Gone. I mean nowhere, no tinkle to her collar, nothing, where the bleep did she go?
My eyes left her for ONE second, maybe, in trust that she was into my idea of stopping the fun, heading in for dinner, fcs.

Yeah, sure I'm in control. Flip was over under a tree, willing a squirrel down to mouth herding level. She helpfully wooofed at one point, as I looked, calling like an idiot for her. Flip wanted to let me know where she was, on very important business. To Flip, not ME!! I've learned to laugh with her:)

Flip can sit immobile for hours at a time, staring into a snake hole. Deaf as a post, when she's trackin' down prey. She'll dig, too. Oh yeah. Flip is very cat-like, and very, VERY bossy, with her kid sister. Flip is very feminine, except when she's rolling in raccoon poop.

Okay, horse time.. I learned a lot about horse training from dogs, and vice versa. I've been trying to read Chris Irwin's book "Dancing with Your Dark Horse", again, and anywhere I open it up, he's talking about what I've been badly blathering about, so it's kinda cool. His "Channeling a River" idea still sticks out in my head. Well, not literally:)

I mentioned Chris Irwin's coming to a Clinic near me? Wow, that sounded like a commercial. I went to a clinic of his last year, and felt several epiphanies out of it. He's huge on consistency. Consistency = Integrity. To a Horse, or a Human, for that matter. Or a dog. Body language with the animal, and touch and timing. It's really kinda everything.
REALLY easy to look at, did I mention that? Married four times? Chris Irwin told his story with a candor that's refreshing, to say the least. I do lose interest here and there, but simply because I've kinda already gotten the gist. Okay, I'm skimming. My eyes are tired:)

Horses are as straight as a river, aren't they? Channeling that energy.. I have to think more on it. Chris is big on analogies to other sports. I stopped reading at football, okay? SNORE. But the skiing one was interesting, for a bit. I used to ski, but that's because there were no horses around me.

We improperly ask horses with our riding to cross their tips of their skis. I liked that. Four corners, all square, but flowing smoothly. Yes, I can see how riding could be like a river ride. Just watch out for the rapids! Dang waterfalls..

Tangent?
Really, sheeple, why are there so few tall dark/light handsome normal men riding? Straight guys? We have to figure out a way to lure them into the sport, like maybe this millennium?? Just askin'. It would be good for the sport:)
Rhetorically speaking, of course. BHM, I know there's a paper in this somewhere. Men just don't want to pay for it. The Research Paper, you guys!! Jeesh, stop that.
What is wrong with the industry?? Rhetorical like.

It's spring, I think about these things:) Research papers, and tassels. I did not know I couldn't spell tassel. Ooops. Tussle? Oh, there ya go, that's why.

Laugh your fears away, people. I am QueenofTheWorryWarts, ya know. From my Mom's side of the family. Dad's only worrying now, because he's male, and 83:) Love ya dad!
Relax that solar plexus, or the wind might just get knocked out for you. Or, you could get hit by a comet. Life will ramble on, or not. Enjoy what you can, when you can.

ToNicelyDun. My fingers still shiver at your post.How brave you don't know you are. Thank you so much for writing Sullivan's story, and I know it's hard to type it. It sure helped me a little bit. A tiny bit, hey, I'll take it:) A tad, ya know?

To all you incredible, brave honest horse people. You're riding a force of nature. Stay aware of his nature, and you're halfway there.

To Sully. Good Boy. To Greenest Pastures, and safe friends.


edited to add, I did not post this at 5am!! At least, not in this current state of time. weeeerd.