The Butt Funk.

Let's back up like... two weeks.  Archie had one shoe and I went out to "ride" him.  Because after the ordeal of strapping on a foam pad, all we really did was trot around in circles for a little bit.

I'd noticed the day prior that the Kid had some hives on his butt and flank, but wasn't uncomfortable or any thing.  We'd done our little ride and he was fine.  Lo and behold, the second day, Archie's ass is completely angry and raw.  I didn't ride and instead gave him a little bute and sprayed his angry butt with Chlorhexidine.




The next day, I went out to check his butt and found that, whoopsies, now it's clearly rain rot.

Somewhere around that time, he threw the second shoe.


Fortunately, or unfortunately, I'd scheduled a recheck with the vet for his cough.  Because we'd been riding so much, right?  The appointment is for 7:45 and at 7:25, the vet and I are both walking out to Archie's pasture.  Thanks, dude, for killing any attempt I made at preparation.

The vet asks how he's been and I sort of laugh and answer that he's been a hot mess.  I talk about his butt funk and his bare feet and, oh hey, by the way, firing the farrier, done with life, yay.  He asks if I want to ride since Archie is barefoot and I'm actually dressed for the occasion and the Dude's just been wandering the pasture between having his feet pampered and his butt scrubbed, so I figure that he can handle it.  We walk a little  bit and when I ask to trot, he gives me this enormous front-end hobble and the vet validates my decision to not ride the Kid barefoot.  Because ouch.

He works out of the cripple okay, though, and we trot and canter long enough for the vet to clear him and declare the stall the culprit.  With a side of well-trained owner, stopping to let dear Ponykins slam on the brakes and drop his head at the slightest provocation.  At least I'm considerate?

A hundred and thirteen dollars later, I have a bottle of Malaseb and a joke, after we discuss the stall and allergens:
Me:  At what point does it become Recurrent Airway Obstruction?
Vet:  At recurrent.
(Not funny..?  I laughed.)

(don't be jealous of my life!)

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  1. Oh, Archie!! Hope the rainrot clears up soon!

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  2. Rain rot is the WORST. I battled it last year I wanted to cry.

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    1. He normally gets a smidge on his cannons and I betadine/chlorahexidine the fuck out of it and we're golden. Not this year.. HAHAHAHA

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  3. Such a character. Glad you're getting things dialed in. Again.

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    1. I don't think things have been normal for a year. Riding a wave of wtf-is-next...

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  4. Dangit Archie, next time you want a butt massage you can skip the infection!

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  5. That Malaseb stuff is great! Val came with his own bottle, as he is prone to the funk on his hind cannons. Nice sense of humor the vet has. ;D

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    1. He normally only ever gets rain rot on his cannons, too. I was really surprised by this infection and I think I know the cause.

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  6. You didn't choose the Malaseb life, the Malaseb life chose you. Also, I hope your guy becomes less of a hot mess in the next few days.

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  7. Malaseb is wonderful. For future reference, you can get it pretty cheap off of amazon. I think I paid a little under $30 for a big bottle?

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    1. Oh, good call. If I weren't in a time crunch, my prime-loving honey would have suggested it. Maybe. Good call, though for next year's butt funk!

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  8. At the end of the year can we get one of your amazing drawing posts with all of the injuries/stupid shit Archie has done this year?

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    1. But of course. I might do it differently because the first quarter is just going to be FUCK MY LIFE GODDAMN THIS KICK. Or.. three straight posts of that to really drill it home...?

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  9. For the first time in 5 years, Violet developed a raging case of rain rot on her hind end, too. I curse this wetness!!! Between keeping her in to deal with that (some tea tree shampoo and chlorhexidine and one taste of dex) and now the SEVEN INCHES of rain we've gotten in the last two weeks, the only time she gets outside is every other day when she gets some hand grazing. And the kids at the barn wonder why I don't want to take the red-headed pony mare that has been stalled for two weeks to the show this weekend to do some jumpers...

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