David the destroyer

After yesterday's gales - the worst for seventeen years - the morning was dry and bright and Dad was preparing me for schooling. He had transferred my pinchless snaffle bit over to my Elevator bridle and had put it on me and was just fitting my saddle. At that point I decided it would be a good idea to hook the snaffle rings over the hinge on my stable door and pull back really hard. Sure enough, I managed to pretty well destroy £140 worth of bridle. Dad was not best pleased.

He put me out to graze in the sunshine whilst he prepared both our stables and cooled down. He then went home and collected another bridle and returned to refit the snaffle and tack me up again.

We schooled in the sunshine for fifty minutes of so. It was quite good to ride after a few days and we did some promising work in walk, trot and canter on both reins. I was on the bit for some of the time. We also did some pole-work in walk and trot.

After we finished, Dad groomed me and gave me an apple and some minties and I went out to graze for another hour or so before coming in with Dibby at 4.00. An eventful and quite unusual day; cobs don't normally specialise in vandalism.