A quick session in the yards after bringing the horses in from morning pick. Wwylm in an imaginary circle, head down, mirroring. No mugging...yet. One evasion I saw coming and didn't act upon. Should've walked away but stayed even though I knew he was going to quit. Still, not the end of the world, still learning.
But worse was to come. Balthazar started to mug and put his mouth to my breast. I reacted and slapped him, not hard but it did make a 'slap' sound, on his muzzle. He jerked his head away and pinned his ears. I stared at him for a moment and walked into the stall giving us both some time out. When I joined him he was reluctant to join in. He'd take the carrot and then go back to grazing. Finished when he was doing wwylm well again.
Finished with some gentle nail scratches around his face which he seems to enjoy. Regret that I slapped him. Didn't mean to, just felt suddenly vulnerable and did it. Again, not the end of the world but of course it sets us back a little. He won't forget. Interesting that he pinned his ears. Violence begets violence.
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