A few years ago Peggy and Roscoe's breeder went to see a Cob mare for sale in our area. Peggy emailed back and forth with her owner for a bit before Larry said "no way." The mare ended up going to PA. Her new owner asked me about breeding to Roscoe, but went with her Lusitano. This year she won the bid during one of the auctions and will breed to Roscoe. And small world that the equine community is, the barn manager at the event was the mare's owner in VA.
Needless to say, we did not watch much of the clinic because we were talking to her about Cobs. Luckily there were not too many going through the chute during our chat. Roscoe ended up going at 2pm since that person had not arrived yet. This place is so fancy, they pick your horse's feet before entering the indoor. We handed him off to the clinician to begin the in hand portion. I swear my pony stands and poses better for other people. He behaved well while trotting over the poles. It helps that the clinician had long legs.
When they released him, he knew the routine. He did decide to mix it up by changing direction. Have you ever wondered why everything in done off the left?
Then the jumps began to go up. This clinician was different from the USEA one because he adjusted the distances for Roscoe. He did say Roscoe is a show off, which is not surprising to anyone who knows him. We did not get much feedback as the session went on. I was okay with it. You could see Roscoe was having fun and that was what this was about.
He always knew when it was time to stop while they changed the jumps. We had to fend off someone who wanted us to leave Roscoe with her.
|Roscoe's waiting spot|
The clinician asked if we wanted to go higher. As long as it was safe and Roscoe was willing, sure. His last jump was 3'3" and the clinician said he was amazing. He thought he could be a great show jumper.
|My awesome Stud|
We asked him about when to start Ember in the chute. He said that if we are not selling to take our time. Longevity is key. That made me feel so much better about the fact we took so long with Roscoe. I have always said I want them to last.
As we watched a couple more sessions, we chatted with a lady who turned out to be the barn owner. She thought Roscoe needed white boots, so that his socks are not interrupted. I may be looking for some.
Overall it was a great day and I can't wait to bring Ember to one in the future. Roscoe will start some jumping lessons, so that I can catch up to him, next week. And for those keeping track Roscoe has been called great by an Irishman, a German and now a Frenchman. We joke that Roscoe is an American, Welsh Cob, German Riding pony. Good thing he is pretty dang secure in himself :)