In an effort to get our little Ambien-laced wild child back on track last week, I spent a couple of afternoons again walk/jogging her in hand all over camp. Literally. In and out of buildings, up some small steps, banging and slamming trash cans, adorning her with hula hoops, chunking balls around— I just wanted to make her THINK through it all! Even though I wouldn't peg her as an equine prodigy, Pax still gets bored rather quickly and isn't particularly curious about things that don't involve food. If it isn't changing or increasing in edibility levels, she shows her distaste now by kicking things repeatedly out of (I perceive) spite.. SMACK, SMACK, SMACK on a pole or hanging bucket. Obviously she's getting reprimanded for this, and in her defense, she is standing VERY well for extended periods of (supervised) time.. But I'd rather be able to encourage some energy outlets than have to constantly discourage her boredom.
At least, down by the bottom line, she is still very happy to be caught and come play with her human mom. I still have moments of, "Wow, I can't believe she is mine."
