Waiting…
The vet was supposed to have called me back this morning. So far, nothing. I suppose that is good because it means no emergency. The waiting is hard, especially when I can’t just be at the hospital with her…
The vet was supposed to have called me back this morning. So far, nothing. I suppose that is good because it means no emergency. The waiting is hard, especially when I can’t just be at the hospital with her…
After the power outage this afternoon, I packed up my gear and headed out to find a place with free wifi. The Sheetz station has a cafe with free wifi, so I headed there — and to the tack shop behind it. The tack shop is going out of business so everything is 50% off,…
Just before I started this blog in 2004, Isis had a record year for Bad Things. Okay, not as bad as later years, but up until that time it was Bad. Laminitis, rain rot, sprained tendon, and dew poisoning. A reader asked a question about Isis’ February 2006 case of belly gunk. In addition to…
Sylvana, a friend of mine at the barn, and I both have four year olds we are working with under saddle. Our two Arabs (okay, he’s technically an Anglo-Arabian) have the Arab herd-brain: when one snorts the other automatically snorts and looks around. Even if nothing is there. It just takes a snort. Funny to…
Kasane is finally home. She came home a few days earlier than expected and she is immediately settling in. She is so happy to be here. Not as happy as I am to have her home. Now begins the recovery process: stall rest followed by small paddock turnout followed by more small paddock turnout. Eventually, in-hand…
The farrier came out today for Isis and Rajiyyah. The spots on Isis’ front feet are definitely looking better. Her feet are getting better and the funky fungal thing she had appears to be mostly gone. There is still a little of it in her front right hoof. I’m continuing the treatment and hopefully that…
I have a gorgeous Victorian side saddle that I’ve had for many years but have never had a horse it properly fit. I bought the side saddle when I was in high school from a man who specialized in antique side saddles. The saddle was in pretty bad shape but the tree was sound. In…