Zum saw his first wild deer as I was riding him on a ridge. He froze with panic. I jumped off, pet his neck and tried to calm him down. I led him carefully down the hill to a wash and lunged him in circles. I walked him home as he looked back in terror, snorting and prancing. I got him to the round pen and rode him around until he relaxed. I realized Zum’s fright is very real. It is my job to give him positive assurance.
