I've had Chevy since 2011 and he is now 12. He is a very smart and snarky pony. He's never malicious or mean but he's definitely a game player. My hopes of him growing out of this carp he pulls have finally died. Saturday I took Chevy and Fritz took Boomer to an event with the local mounted police whereby we got to experience some of the obstacles they work with in training their horses - so cool. The majority of the obstacles we have done before. We unload and tack up. We head over to the arena which is outside and which has an open area at each corner for entrance/exit. We listen as directions are given: we will have time to practice the obstacles for a bit and then everyone will come out and folks will go in 1 by 1 or in pairs to "compete". We go in to practice and Chevy is absolutely stellar, even with obstacles he has never seen before. Seriously, he was a very calm and attentive little man doing everything that was asked of him nicely. I was very proud. To add to that, there is one obstacle where plastic barrels are attached to a wooden frame with wheels and the horses are to push it with their chest. Well, Chevy is a pony and the apparatus was too tall for him. What did he do? Before I even moved my foot to swing his hind end around he did it by himself so instead of going at it head on he was sidepassing to move the apparatus - everyone was ooooohhhhh'ing and aaaaahhhh'ing. I was very proud of my little man. So we go through all the obstacles and then we are asked to all come out of the arena and line up. His patience started to wane. Thankfully Fritz and I decided to go together since this was only Boomer's second time with obstacles so Chevy was there for comfort. Chevy was again wonderful, but I could feel him getting more tense as we went. By the time we got to the end I had to call for people to block the corner exit of the arena because he wanted nothing more than to get out of there - completely with tantrum-throwing mini rears and bunny hop bucks. My good time started to slowly go downhill. I'm so tired of this b.s. After the obstacles came time for something we've never done before - smoke bombs and flares. They had us walking between the flares in groups and then gradually moved the flares closer together. Chevy was perfectly fine the first few laps around and then the tantrum carp started again. He is smart, and he gets bored easily - that's why we vary what we do with him (jumping, obstacles, trail riding - anything we can think of). Because this happens with enough frequency it is enough to deduce that, in his mind, if he has done whatever I have asked of him clean and well then he sees absolutely no reason why he should have to do it again - and that's when the tantrums start. I'm so tired of giving up on any type of riding plan because I have to keep going back to deal with this carp. We'll have a nice ride for about 15 minutes and then he'll just start being a total bastage. He started pulling this garbage in the jumping arena, too, last year. He would do the first round really great but then he would be sooooooo difficult about going back into the arena for another round. We had to have people block the exits there, too. The usual health and tack concerns have been addressed. Please don't beat on me, I'm tired enough, but if you have any constructively helpful suggestions I'm open to them.