We Can Do This
By late winter I was finally saddling him and working in long lines. Hubby threatened to sell him when I was thrown violently and sprained my pelvic bone (I didn't know you could sprain that part of your body!). I convinced him that I was okay, and I could finish this horse. For the years that I owned him, I don't remember coming off Mickey again.
On the Trail
If I was on the ground, his confidence disappeared completely, and he was a different horse. He would spook at loud noises, plastic bags, or anything that he perceived as a threat. He was always afraid of men. I never quite trusted him while tied, and if I wasn't very careful, he would pull back hard enough to break halter and lead rope. If I left his sight, he would panic and call for me until I returned. The instant my car pulled into the barn, he started to whinny for me. Most people laughed at how attached he was to me. I knew that his attachment was actually a problem for him and worked for many years to build confidence in himself. As time went by, he did gain confidence and learned to trust other people.
To be continued ...