The weather was perfect at the barn. We had a nice quiet ride (more on that in another post). At the end of the evening, the fog settled over the pasture. Evenings in Tennessee always looked like this, but it isn’t something I see very often in North Carolina.
Not specifically rain rot, it’s more like the creeping fungus infection that the horses get on their feet when it’s been rainy and muddy. Rajiyyah has it pretty bad on her legs. I picked up her feet to clean then out and the underside of her back leg fetlocks felt crusty. It felt at first…
Or maybe just save my sanity. It’s been five months since Kasane died. I realized this afternoon when a friend of mine asked what had happened. I looked at the clock and realized it was almost the same time I had made the decision to put Kasane down. 4:30 PM. I held it together long…
To me this is even better than selling the house: Isis will be in North Carolina on the weekend of August 24th! Whee! Finally! Finally! Finally! (Happy dance!) This is like Christmas and birthday and Big Happy Surprise rolled into one. It has been nerve wracking having her in a different state. I trust the…
The chiropractor came out tonight. Isis was sore (who knows from what). Maye she had been running out in the field and pulled something. Maybe she was sore from being worked (althoug once in a week wouldn’t seem to strain her). Isis has learned a trick: if she hops her hind end up, the accupuncture…
My mom sent me this poem in email today: “When I am Old” (Author Unknown). She said that it is her statement for when she is older. I can completely understand. Just change chestnut mare to bay mare… When I am Old… I shall wear diamonds And a wide brimmed straw hat With silver and…
It’s been a long, slow summer. For the past few weeks, I’ve felt like I was holding my breath waiting for Kasane to reinjure herself. She hasn’t. But she might try, like the times she put her back feet through the stall wall and almost needed stitches. (She demolished that wall when she rolled in…