I’ve been a bit vague and brooding about some things lately, but that’s because I try to keep a few rules firmly in place with my blog: don’t write something I wouldn’t say out loud to anyone, and don’t let my blog be the first place someone finds info about me or my horse that they should have known earlier. That being said, everything is official and the right people know… so I can finally say that I’m moving Simon…
On Monday, I sent my vet videos of Simon to see what our next level of work should be. We had been lunging at the trot for 2-4 minutes each direction. She said he looked “not too bad!” and to bump up the lunging this week to see what he felt like doing and could tolerate. So yesterday when I went out to see him, we did 6 minutes of trotting each direction and one lap of canter on his…
Optimism is a funny thing, and I daresay I’m feeling optimistic. Last weekend I really just did not want my horse to die. It sounds dramatic, but that was the goal. This weekend I felt myself looking at the state of things and thinking “I wonder if I’m ok to bump his grain back up to normal” and “I bet schooling changes will come easier now that I know to maintain his hocks properly.” After I took the last poultice…
I went out to see Simon pants last night, and he was back in full spirits. Feeling very fancy and proud of himself, he was quite the demanding horse. Where are my fans? Why haven’t we been hand grazing? This hay is not in a haynet! Needless to say, I was a bit busy tending to his every need in the hour that I was at the barn. Given how worried I was over the weekend and how sick he looked,…
Sometimes things go swimmingly, and sometimes they don’t. This is a story about the latter. On Friday I blogged about how I was a bit disappointed at Simon’s soundness post injections. My vet said to wait till early next week to check back in so the injections had a full week to take effect. Ok, good plan. Then Friday afternoon he was worse. Walking heel to toe on his RH, and a solid 3+/4 lame on that leg. Thursday night…
Going to channel my inner positive person instead of whine and worry like I want to. We’re only allowed one negative nancy post per quarter! The Good My new vet is awesome. She told me to email her videos or any questions. This is greatly appreciated, because I am a huge worry wort… I don’t think this fact will surprise any of you. I turned Simon out in the round pen tonight. He acted all chill and “oh yeah, I’m…
If Captain Hindsight were here, he’d say that I should have called a different vet out after my horse was still lame at 30 days stall rest. The initial diagnosis I got of a soft tissue strain wasn’t necessarily wrong, but it’s a bit more complicated than that. The short story of yesterday’s vet visit was my horse’s right hock is a nightmare and it’s not fully fused. He scored a 1/2 (out of 3) on both hind legs for…
I know, I know – it’s still birthday central around here. That’s what you have to do when you can’t ride your horse… you dress him up! Yes, that is a crown. Yes, it does have glitter. Yes, it does say “Birthday Prince” You also stop to pose for pictures with your beloved ponykins, even though there is grain drool on your boob and it’s a bad hair day. You can try to feed him cupcakes, but there’s a good…