Lots of exciting stuff around here. Or not. Stuff around here.
D went out of town for about 36 hours this past weekend. Now he's in love with the city of Boston. During that time, I stayed mad busy. Washing our cars, mowing the entire lawn (it's a third an acre), cleaning, cleaning, cleaning. Walking the girls and playing with the still-gimpy pony.
|We will not look at you and this will be the best you can do.|
|Just started and already offended.|
I had a nightmare about his hoof falling off on Sunday. I was back at the barn in Augusta, where I'd worked, and had just brought all the horses in during a thunderstorm. I went to check on him and his hoof was falling off in clumps. In my dream, I remember pulling him out of his stall to show him to the barn manager. So even though I traditionally take Monday off, I had to see him.
You may be asking yourself (legitimately, because I ask myself this shit sometimes, too): if the ponykins is off, why are you still riding him? It's because the "off" hasn't be replicated on the lunge or in hand. With my tub off his back, he's asymptomatic. And then there's the question of "herbs". I recently switched Archie from the SmartFlex Senior that he's been on since 2010 to the version without herbs. Would he be less ouchie with the herbs?
Fortunately, his soundness improves every day. We did a short 25 minute ride with some trotting and he powerhoused through the laps with no hitch and felt pretty good on the grass.