The Dressage Curmudgeon
Tuesday, 28 October 2014

I feel just like Forrest gump. Only more bitchy.

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I hope you all know how much I love your comments. Even the haters usually make me smile. As the saying goes, the opposite of love is not h...
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Friday, 3 October 2014

Oh, the humanity.

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Because it has been a while since the actual events described below occurred in real life, I decided to peruse the bulletin boards to bring ...
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Sunday, 7 September 2014

I want to die peacefully in my sleep like my Grandpa (not screaming like the passengers in his car).

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Actually, I forgot - one other transition has occurred. The one that actually brings to mind the horse world in some ways. I bought a new ...
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Monday, 18 August 2014

Transitions...

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Curmudgeon!  You haven't written in forever! Where have you been! I am sorry, I know I should have called, or written, or kept in touc...
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Thursday, 10 October 2013

Abracadabra... Half Pass. Welcome to fantasy land, population no one.

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"Curmudgeon - seriously. Why did you even bother with leg yield?  The dressage masters don't. You should just move right into shoul...
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Friday, 13 September 2013

Things seem to be going a little bit sideways...

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And what exactly was it that was so rosy on the riding side? We were finally starting lateral work. My very favourite work of all. (Incide...
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Wednesday, 28 August 2013

Now the barn owner don't mind.... and the boarders don't mind... Please, please stay, a little bit more.

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And so, with Regumate and a box of rubber gloves on order each month, finally the clouds parted, the sun shone down, and happiness reigned a...
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