Good old Milo. His first session had absolutely nothing to do with training. It was just merely entertaining. For me, at least.
Renee tried longing him, but he knew he was bigger, stronger, and more patient than Renee. She could chase him around all she wanted, he really had no interest in working. She did get him to trot once or twice, but you could tell that he was scheming the whole time and trying to come up with a way to get out of work. Typical pony!
It was really hot and humid that day, Renee had just been thrown into the fence by Mick, and I was running out of time and needed to leave soon.
I think Milo sensed that we weren’t really in the game and took the opportunity to yank Renee off balance, push the gate open with his chest… and leave.
That’s where the entertainment part came in. :)