Today was Boob day. I took my mom out to meet him, and she was rather taken with him. He was sweet and personable—until I asked him to longe. He was still good tempered, but he absolutely refused to longe. He may have some tenderness in his hooves, but I am not happy with the complete refusal. I’m not going to try longeing him again until I have either Mary or Kelsey there, as it is becoming a power struggle—and in this case, he knows more than I do. I did get him to do some other good groundwork, so I was able to end the session on a reasonably good note, but I spent way too long trying to get him to longe. Lesson learned, I think.
Although it was a day early, I treated Bob with EquiSpot again today. It was clear that the effectiveness was waning. I did a much better job of distributing the stuff this time, and I didn’t get any on my shirt or streaming down Bob’s flank. Bob continues to wear his fly mask all day, and doesn’t show any signs of chafing. The corners of his eyes have much less gunk than they did when we first got him, too.
Jenn told me that she had decided to split the band, as someone (probably Sunny the schoolyard bully) was inflicting too many bites on Bob and Beau. Bob, Beau, and Jamocha are in one band and Marcell, Sunny, and Canvas in the other. So, she had me turn Bob out in his new smaller group when we were done.
Things are much better now. It was quite entertaining to watch Sunny frustratedly run up and down the fence trying to figure out how he could bully the boys.