Lucy is always royalty. Most of the time she is Princess Lucy; high spirited, overly ambitious, demanding of attention, and prone to dramatic outbursts. Sunday she was a queen.
Brett and I rode mid-morning when it was warm but not hot. Lucy was in a mellow mood. We rode up in the dressage court and she wasn't in the least bit worried about trolls. We worked deep in the corners, even the troll corner.
She carried herself beautifully. Her transitions were prompt and forward. We didn't do any canter work. We have more work to do in the Pessoa before we canter; although I could feel that Lucy would have been willing to go there today.
She still bucks a bit in canter with the Pessoa; but its more about irritation with the equipment (and working at dinner time) than about discomfort. I have noticed that she immediately goes to a long, relaxed frame now, when I ride. The Pessoa has been wonderful for conditioning her. In the Pessoa, after our trot warm up, she is now working on trot- canter transitions, spending 30 seconds in each gait.
Last week, while we were working in the Pessoa after I got home from work, she was in a princess mood. Kersey sat in the center with me for a few minutes while I lunged Lucy, and then Kersey wandered over to the stream to go for a swim. Lucy watched her go, watched her swim, and watched her shake herself out. She watched and bucked and threw a fit. She wasn't scared, she was looking for an excuse to complain. I simply sent her forward. It's better that Lucy pitches a fit about Kersey swimming while on the lunge, than while I am on her back.
Sunday there wasn't a hint of attitude anywhere. After we rode, we let Pistol and Lucy graze in the upper pasture for a few hours.
It was a very good Lucy day.