Month: December 2019

I am here to testify to the fact that horses might not all be expensive to buy, but they’re definitely all expensive to keep. Need a walking, neighing, eating, pooping example of that?

I’m relatively certain that my horses have some kind of award, just between them, to see who can spend the most money. Like instead of employee of the month, it’s Equine of the Month, except their criteria is to see who can be the biggest spendthrift and clearly the “winner” must be the one that I love most. Pretty sure they’re keeping receipts. I’m not sure how to convince them that my love can and should be measured in cookies instead of dollars.

All of this is the really long preamble to say that Henry got his new glue-on shoes put on this weekend. Somehow, despite 20 years of horse ownership and over a dozen horses, I have never had a single glue-on shoe experience. Wedges, pads, eggbars, aluminum, stud holes, clips, square toes, trailers… been there, done that. But non-metal shoes, and glue-on shoes… nope. Until now.

The GluShu’s are a favorite of my vet and farrier, and my farrier uses them on several other horses with good success, so he’s quite comfortable with them. He said that the majority of his other clients horses are pasture-kept and still manage to keep them on for 6 week cycles with no trouble, so I really friggin hope that Henry didn’t hear him say that or there’s no way in hell he’ll keep them on that long. I mean, this is the horse that managed to pull off his other front shoe IN HIS STALL last week.

But at least Henry had done part of the farrier’s job for him, so we just had to remove the 45 layers of duct tape and vet wrap (I’ve been through a lot of wrapping supplies lately and also I’m crazy) from his fronts, then lightly trim and prep his feet. Farrier sanded the outsides a little bit, checked the shape of the shoe against the shape of his foot, then cleaned the hooves thoroughly to prep for the glue. The GlueShu is vulcanized rubber but the core is aluminum, so they can be shaped slightly to the foot if needed. Henry’s feet are quite round so not much had to be done – they fit him well. On went the glue, then the shoe, and then the farrier tightly saran-wrapped the foot to let it set. I’ve definitely never before had a farrier experience that smelled like a nail salon and looked like we were wrapping up Thanksgiving leftovers. First time for everything I guess?

Henry walked off looking pretty normal, and even seemed comfortable crossing the small patch of rocks at the entrance to his turnout. He looked great, really. Instead now I was the one in pain, writing the check. Ouuuucccccchhhhhh. Hope no one wanted a Christmas present and thank goodness I’m already stocked with ramen.

I’ve left Henry alone the past couple days to let him get used to his new kicks. I did give him access to his stall’s run again, which he was super happy about. No more spinning in circles in his stall. Yesterday afternoon he came GALLOPING up to the gate in his pasture and performed one of those majorly cringe-inducing and heart-stopping sliding stops at the last second, then turned around and trotted off looking quite sound. I’ll give him a few more days before I really try to properly assess how he’s looking, but he does seem pretty comfortable and happy in turnout, at least. We shall see! For now he kinda just looks like a huge nerd. But hey… if he wants to be sound and wear nerd shoes, I’m okay with that.

Me and Bobby were discussing (yeah, you should be cringing, that never ends well) blankets a while back when I was trying to talk myself into buying the unicorn or the giraffe blanket for Presto.

I ended up getting neither, because 1) cheap 2) neither of them was QUITE perfect. I didn’t love the graphic on either one, or the blanket color. Loved the content and the idea, of course, because what could possibly be more appropriate on a blanket for Presto. Henry is far too dignified for such nonsense, but Presto can definitely pull off a whacky print.

I did find one other unicorn print, and it was on green – Presto’s color! – but the graphic is awful. It’s like a unicorn and a fairy had a weird lime green baby.

Despite not generally being a fan of prints in general, I do love a good cutesy theme on a horse blanket. Like the Panda weatherbeeta one that’s out right now… doesnt suit either of my horses, but I love it anyway.

I also really liked this fox print.

So Bobby and I were talking and we decided there should totally be a company that prints custom graphics onto horse blankets. Like cafepress or zazzle, but instead of shirts… horse stuff! Pick your size and color, upload your graphic, and ta-da! You could have your barn logo, or a name, or even a poop emoji.

Would I make a blanket for Presto with poop emojis? Yes. Yes I would. Hunter green with poop emojis. Click Add to Cart. Done.

I mean I know logistically this would be way harder than printing shit on t-shirts, and probably impossible given how the machines work and the fabrics and stuff, but still… I’m living in a fantasy customized blanket printing land. Think about all the other products you could offer, too. Bridle bags. Boot bags. Helmet bags. Hay bags.

Bobby agreed that it was brilliant, because he could totally get a black blanket printed with red #HERRLERR (Halo’s official hashtag) all over it.

This is one of those ideas of mine that would totally work if only I was smarter, and had more money, and if it was a possible thing. Ya know, like all my other bright ideas.

What would you have printed on your horse’s blanket?

As I’ve glossed over a few times lately, Henry is currently lame. He’s been lame for a few weeks now, since a couple days after I moved out to the farm (exceptional timing Henry, thank you). It came on suddenly and fairly acutely, like an abscess or a bad bruise, and I had reason to believe it could be exactly that. You see, the day that the other horses left for Florida, the turnout situation was modified for the new smaller group that stayed behind, and Henry moved out to the front field, while the other 3 horses went into the field he had been in before. Basically they stayed in the same groups, just traded places. Henry decided this was completely unsuitable.

For the most part he just paced silently, or grazed aggressively, but I caught him galloping up and down the fenceline a few times, as horses sometimes do. That particular fenceline does have some rocks around it… not a lot, but enough to where it was certainly believable that he could have stomped on one during a fit of rage. It also was the only area on the entire property that was muddy, and he took to standing there in the muddiest corner for pretty much the entire day, sulking. Ripe conditions for an abscess. He can be a total turd about change sometimes, but usually it’s short-lived, so I just figured I’d give him a few days to settle. He wasn’t belligerent, he was just displeased. Then he came up lame and I gave up and moved him to a different turnout, which luckily has seemed to appease him.

A little too late at that point though, because like I said, now he was lame. At first I couldn’t even quite tell which leg it was, he kinda looked lame on a couple of them. I sent videos and a description of what had been going on to the vet, who said it sounded like a bruise or an abscess, and to treat it like an abscess for a few days to see if anything would come out. So I did animalintex and kept waiting to see some kind of sign of rupture. Nothing came. The lameness got better but didn’t go away completely.

Ok, so let’s switch gears… maybe it’s a deep bruise. In goes the magic cushion and the bute. It got better for a time, then he came in from turnout one day basically 3-legged. WTF. I freaked out. Did he break his freakin coffin bone or something? WAS it an abscess that was just taking a long time to surface? I was sending videos to the vet like a lunatic. This was the night before Thanksgiving, of course.

To confuse things even further, the next morning he came out of his stall like 95% sound. Still no sign of a ruptured abscess.

So the vet came out the next day and pulled the shoe, looking to see if we could find any sign of what was going on. Pretty sure the vet was expecting to find a ruptured abscess that I had just missed the exit track of, but let me tell you I know every millimeter of that horse’s hoof by now. I didn’t miss a ruptured abscess. Henry was positive to the hoof testers on pretty much the whole outside rim of the foot (have I mentioned this is his most crooked foot, that deviates to the outside, and he does naturally land on the outside of that foot first?) but especially towards the back of the foot closer to the last nail hole. The vet pared away a tiny bit of sole in the most reactive area, but was hesitant to take very much. There was no sign of an abscess that we could easily find.

He had me continue to put the animalintex around the back of the heel and the coronary band, in case an abscess was trying to find a way out, but paint the sole with Durasole and pack with Magic Cushion, in case it was a bruise. So that was a fun thing to try to do every night, as Henry proceeded to get wilder and wilder as each day passed without getting ridden (right now he just kind of stands in his stall all night snorting like a feral arabian stallion constantly, so that’s fun). There is no way in hell I could keep him stall rested 24/7 while the other horses are outside, so I’ve just been wrapping the foot up like crazy and hoping for the best. I’ve walked through his pasture and picked up every rock I could, and I’ve closed his back stall door so that he can’t pace around the stall run at night, but that’s about all I can do.

After a few days of this I texted the vet back and said that Henry was pretty much the same, so he came out again and we took xrays. Luckily the bones all look fine, no sign of fracture (although there is some other remodeling in that foot that isn’t much of a surprise given his age/job/conformation… none of it would explain this lameness though). His soles are slightly thin, about 11mm, but definitely not enough to cause an ongoing problem like this. There was a little slightly shadowed area on the xray toward the back of the outside rim of his hoof that could possibly be an abscess, or a really bad sub-solar bruise, but nothing that screamed “this is for sure the problem”.

At this point he was now also shoe-less on that foot since we had to pull it, which doesn’t help no matter how much I wrap it. Is he getting better? Maybe. He needs a shoe back on. But the foot is not really in good enough shape to take much pounding, plus the vet wants to get his sole up higher off the ground for a while. Neither of us are a fan of full pads, and he doesn’t really want a farrier hammering into the foot right now. He recommended a glue-on shoe that gives about the same ground clearance as a regular shoe plus a rim pad. They are fancy.

I called my farrier, he ordered the shoes, and hopefully they should be here today. Which is good, because when I got home yesterday Henry had ripped off the OTHER front shoe, and naturally this morning he’s sore on that foot, and looks pretty good on the right one. JFC, I give up.

So we’re kind of in stasis at the moment. We need to get the glue-on shoes put on and see how he looks, then go from there. The horse is zero percent stoic, so it’s hard to get any real idea of how he looks when he doesn’t have a shoe. We know for sure that the lameness is coming from the right front hoof, and we know for sure that none of the bones are the cause. That’s where we’re at. Hopefully it’s either a deep stubborn abscess or a bad subsolar bruise. There’s also the possibility that he damaged the soft tissue inside the foot (like a ligament), but there’s really no way to tell that without an MRI, and… we’re definitely not there yet.

So for now I muck stalls and I wrap feet and I try not to murder Henry when he snorts and wheels in circles because I tossed a flake of hay into his stall, or moved the hose, or… like… breathed too loud.

I love horses. I love horses. I love horses.

Well guys, we’ve survived yet another Black Friday weekend. This year people started asking me months ago if I was going to make my annual list, which I’ll admit I didn’t even start until a couple days before. I was a little late to the game and too busy to spend as much time as usual on it this year. Luckily by now I do have things down to a bit of a science, and a lot of businesses send me their information in advance, so it’s gotten a little easier. It’s still a crazy amount of work that I immediately start to hate (’tis the monster of my own creation), but it wasn’t as bad as I’d been dreading. Plus I discovered a few new businesses in the process, which is always a perk!

Since I’ve spent all my money (all. of. it.) on vet bills lately, I only had a couple things on my list to buy for sure. The main thing was a gift or gifts for my blogger gift exchange recipient, which I might have gone a little overboard on because sorry it’s just who I am as a person. I also planned on keeping an eye on Premier Equine to see what they did, since I’ve been waiting months for a good sale to buy a couple more merino wool pads, this time in white for shows. I managed to accomplish both of those objectives, plus found a few other little things that were too hard to pass up or I forgot I needed.

Premier Equine ended up doing a 35% off sale, and at first I got really overexcited and added like 6 things to my cart. I really love Premier Equine. BUT… vet bills. Sigh. So my adult self emerged (she’s a real buzzkill) and made me put back everything but the white pads. I got them both for $100, they shipped on Thanksgiving, and they arrived the next day. England to Texas in just over 24 hours. Pretty freakin’ impressive!

I picked up a couple things at Mare Goods for my gift exchange recipient and was gonna be done with that. Then I made the mistake of opening an email for a t-shirt company to look for something for the SO for Christmas and found a couple shirts that screamed my gift exchange person’s name so loud that I can’t even post them or everyone will know exactly who I got. And then I nabbed this one for myself because it was $5. Adult-Me didn’t grumble too much about that.

The next day breeches.com upped their discount to 60%, and I happened to notice that they have Carr & Day & Martin products, including my beloved Belvoir leather balsam. I’m actually finally at the bottom of the container I bought a couple years ago and need a new one anyway, and normally that stuff is $27 for a jar, so at 60% off I jumped on it quick. It was only $11!!! I also tossed in some StainMaster, which I like to use as waterless shampoo in the winter. It’s usually too pricey for me to convince myself to buy it, but again… 60% off! I also tossed in another small thing for my gift exchange recipient because yet again the item screamed her name and was so cheap it barely counts. At that point I remembered that I’d been low-key eyeballing some leggings (with a cell phone pocket, my most coveted feature in a legging) on their site a while back but never pulled the trigger on them because I’m cheap. With the sale they were $18. Um, yeah… sold. And shipping was free! So I technically got lots of stuff there I guess, but it was all so freaking cheap. Like barely more than just the Belvoir alone normally would have cost.

This past summer Presto managed to kill (in one wear) the hoof boot I’d had for several years. I like having a hoof boot around, just in case a horse pulls a shoe or gets a bruise or something. It’s much easier, more secure, and more effective to put a hoof boot on, plus you can ride with it. My old one had saved the day many many times over the years, and I just hadn’t gotten around to replacing it yet since Presto turned it into a flip flop. But we pulled one of Henry’s front shoes last week in pursuit of figuring out his lameness and I’ve been wrapping it like a mofo since then, wishing I had a nice rugged hoof boot to put on it that I didn’t have to worry about him destroying in turnout. It occurred to me on Sunday night that Black Friday sales were the perfect opportunity to replace the boot, so off I went looking at hoof boots.

I don’t need anything too fancy, just something rugged enough to survive occasional use for turnout. That led me to the Cavallo entry level boot, which I soon discovered came in a SPARKLY OPTION. SHUT. UP.

Let’s be honest, if you’re in the position to where you’re having to use a hoof boot, you’re probably not very happy. Know what might make it just a tiny bit better? If said boot was glittery AF. I found a shop that had the sparkly ones in Henry’s size for 20% off plus free shipping, which made it cheaper than my last boot anyway. Done deal. Ordered. After thinking about it overnight I realized I might need the boot sooner rather than later, so I emailed the company (Corro – which is a new one to me) and asked if I could pay for expedited shipping to make sure I get it this week. They got right back to me saying that they’d notify their warehouse to move my order to the front for fulfillment, and since it was shipping out of Dallas there was no need to expedite, it should get to me within a day or two. They were super nice, they’ve earned a new customer for sure. The boot should be here tomorrow!

How did everyone else make out in the sale madness? Get any good deals? If you’re still looking for gift ideas or stocking stuffers, Riding Warehouse has a new gift guide out that might be helpful! Everything is sorted into categories and by price to make it extra easy to shop, plus they’re doing free shipping for the holidays.

The past month has been riddled with anxiety from many different sources. Work has been ridiculously stressful, my horse has been lame (more about that in a couple days), I haven’t ridden in weeks, and I’ve been settling into a new life routine at the barn. I am not the most social person to start with, but when the pressure starts building I tend to withdraw even more into my shell, which… I can admit isn’t always the healthiest coping mechanism.

I haven’t had a horsey play day in months, but this past weekend our group was planning a Sunday Funday at Pine Hill. Henry obviously couldn’t go but I had the idea to take Presto just to give him some travel miles, although was pretty on the fence about it until Hillary gave me that last little push and convinced me. Turns out she was right, I needed a horsey day and some time talking to horsey friends, plus Presto really delivered on the entertainment factor.

Hillary swooped by and picked us up in the morning, and I loaded Presto onto her trailer with her 3yo mare Luna. And then immediately realized that the combined age of the horses in the trailer was FIVE, and therefore me and Hillary are clearly gluttons for punishment. But the kiddos were fast friends and the trip to Pine Hill was uneventful.

Of course riding in the trailer for an hour and half meant that Luna was now THE BEST FRIEND HE’S EVER HAD, so there was initially a lot of screaming. I did some lunging sporadically, since moving the feet always helps the brain, and while he stayed Very Excited To Be Here throughout the day, he did settle in. I led him around the facility with the group, letting Presto hang out and watch the other horses jump.

When we made our way through the woods and back around to the water, I walked him up to the edge and let him get a look. He immediately took a long drink and then – very abruptly and catching me totally off guard – he zipped into the water, dragging me with him, and plopped down to roll. This little shit. I was halfway in the water jump, boots now soaked, trying to get him up. Everyone found that to be quite hilarious.

I managed to pull him out, then led him around the other side to attempt a more polite and proper walk through the edge of the water. YEAH NO. THAT’S NOT WHAT HAPPENED. But at least this time someone was ready to video…

Oh my god, y’all. I’ve never been deep sea fishing but I can imagine that’s what it’s like having a shark on the line. He tried his damndest to drag me in and roll again, but I managed to win that battle. I mean, I’m glad he’s not worried about water, but lord. I am 100% going to end up taking a bath in a water jump one day. It’s like you get him anywhere near it and he’s gotta stop drop and roll as if he’s on fire.

After the group wound down, I found a group of little baby Starter fences that I could lunge him over. Last time he was here he jumped a log and a coop, so this time I wanted to find some different jumps to see what he thought. After his little display at the water I thought he might be a amped and enthusiastic, but yeah… no.

Since I haven’t lunged him over a jump in ages, first we went for a little teeny tiny baby box. Which he… trotted over. That clearly wasn’t exciting in the least. So I thought I’d be really clever and take him over to the Beginner Novice faux ditch, which has caused many a green horse a lot of issues in it’s day. He did actually take a canter step over that one, but that’s literally all it was, a canter step. Didn’t even have the decency to look down at it and act like he gave a shit about the horse-eating mulch.

Ok fine, lets go over to the ramp, never seen one of those before! Same reaction. Complete and utter boredom. Hmmph. Ok, so maybe the brush jump will be enough to elicit at least an EFFORT from him then? Definitely never jumped brush, and it had more height and dimension to it.

Nope. Again, just loped right over then stopped and looked at me like I was literally the biggest walking waste of time he’d ever met.

Good news – the horse is not at all worried or unsure about any of this. Bad news – he is boring AF. I mean really, he couldn’t even sorta overjump one of them and give me a good screenshot? No, no he could not. He wants to wallow in the water like a hippo and really doesn’t care about much else.

Hopefully by the next time we head to Pine Hill he’ll be rideable and I can hack him around instead of leading him. I just… dunno how I’m gonna stop him from swimming…