Friday the 13th

Well I'm not very superstitious but tonight was not the best night I have had for Izzy. The day started off great went to the tack store and got a new saddle pad, 2nd water bucket and side reins. When we got to the barn I hung her new bucket and let her finish her hay. I put her in the crossties which she had been in before with no problems to brush her. She was acting "off" while she was being brushed. A second later she started backing up, as soon as there was tension on her halter she flipped out. She reared up and backed up some more which made it tighter and she panicked more. She reared again and again. I couldn't do anything it happened so fast. It was only a few seconds but it felt like a lifetime. I was waiting for the crosstie to break from the wall or her halter to snap but it didn't, she actually pulled her halter off to get free. Once I caught her and got her to relax we rubber her with the crosstie to show her that it wasn't going to kill her. We tried to clip the tie on again but just one side instead of both and I wasn't going to walk away just let her stand there for a second. But she did the same thing again, this time I was able to get her to stand still long enough to un hook her. We will add crossties to our list of things to work on. Erin walked her around outside taking her farther then she had gone before and she did really well, she never spooked just stopped a couple of times to look at all the new sights. Erin and I both rode her tonight just inside the barn at the walk and trot. She can finally back up now. She goes back very smoothly and in a straight line. Im very proud of her. This week I am going to start working her on a lunge line with the sidereins attached. I'm hoping that today was a bad day because it was Friday the 13th, hahaha just kidding. After all that I went home and was playing with my son Dominic who is 7 months old and he pukes in my mouth and all over my face and shirt, I am glad its the end of the day.