Holy moly guys I am doing a terrible job of managing my time lately. I have been in the barn until 8 pm the last two nights. On the bright side, I have gotten a lot done! I'm chipping away at all the winter laundry, clipped the pony, rearranged the feed room. There's still a million more things to do, but at least progress is happening.
The horses have had a pretty easy time of it for various reasons this week. I like to let them ease back into things when we move and the weather very much forced that on us too. It's like mother nature was like, oh you don't have an indoor to use anymore? How about a months worth of rain in two days? That mother nature. So funny....
We moved home last Wednesday, and didn't ride that day because it was a busy long day. But we did ride Thursday and everyone seemed pretty happy to be home. Poor Al nearly lost his marbles before I even got on though. And it wasn't his fault! I may have already told this story last week, but I can't remember. So here it is again:
I chose to ride Al first, as I normally do, on Thursday. We were taking our hand walk around the ring which is part of our pre ride routine. (It takes me forever to get this horse worked every day.) One lap each way before we get on. It seems to put him at ease a bit so that's what we've been doing. He often comes out breathing anxiously, but by the time we've walked about half a lap he usually settles down. Anyway, we were wrapping up our stroll, heading away from the neighbors property, when Al bolted past me, nearly knocking me down. I got him stopped and we both turned to face the neighbor's property. At that moment, said neighbor tossed something that sounded like sand straight into the very thin tree line that we share. This is the exact spot where Al spooked two years ago and tossed me. So already a questionable area of the ring for him. I actually said something to the neighbor and while I'm not sure he actually apologized he did say he didn't see us. I was really worried Al would spiral and I'd never get him over there again. I had a few options of how to handle this situation. But drawing on previous experiences with him, it seems like when things like this happen, I need to let it be. If I make a big deal out of it, and try to get him over it, he will never forget. If I just set it aside for the day, most often he's forgotten about it by the next day. So I chose this approach. We did some ground work in other parts of the ring to get his mind off his angst. And then I climbed aboard for our ride. I chose to just ride the quarter line on that side of the ring that day. And you know what? It wasn't that bad! It wasn't a hard ride, and we didn't do anything fancy at all. But we walked and trotted and did a little canter. We made some circles. No one died! And sometimes that's all you need.
The next day he was fine about that long side. He's always a little suspicious over there, but so are the others. I get it. There is a terrifying monster over there. Fair. So does he stare out of the ring on that side of the ring? Yep. But that's okay, he's allowed to use his eyeballs as long as he keeps his legs moving in a forward trajectory. And he's been doing that. Good boy Al! We are starting to wean off the ulcer meds this week, so please cross all your crossables that he keeps his sanity. He can't stay on all of that forever! He continued to have easy rides through the weekend as I'm also adjusting to doing all the chores and then riding all the horses. Guess who isn't all that fit?? THIS GIRL! Monday is their day off and it poured buckets all day long. Tuesday was supposed to be more of the same, but it wasn't raining when I went out to the barn. The radar said I had time to get at least one worked so I chose Al and we got about half a ride in before the skies opened up. We made it back inside just before the brightest bolt of lightning I have ever seen. We got quite wet.
Today he gave me a really nice ride. He started out a little angsty and I didn't have high hopes. But by the end of the ride he was moving out in a HUGE trot and making circles without spooking at the jumps. It as lovely. I MIGHT, maybe try trotting some little jumps with him tomorrow depending on what's happening next door of course. We shall see how it goes.
Eros has been his usual perfect self for the most part. He also has it pretty easy since we got home. I think he's much happier in my footing than he was at the other barn because he's been much more forward. He's been a little sassy, but not in a bad way. Today he did some grown up horse work like counter canter and lateral work. Vacation's over kids! I'm going to hold off on jumping him for a little bit. I haven't been thrilled with his soundness up front, so I want to take it a little easy and work more on fitness and flatwork. He's due for shoes, so I'm hoping once we get that done he'll feel a lot better.
I have so much to report on with Shiny! First off, she's like a whole different pony back here at home than she was at our winter barn. I had really been struggling to get her moving there. Like full on having to whip on her. It was upsetting, and I was really starting to worry that something was very wrong with her. (Which I haven't fully let go of, but more on that shortly.) While she still does the Shiny shuffle for her warm up, since we've been home, the rides have been so SO forward. And I don't have to beg for it! I think maybe the heavy footing outside there was too much for her.
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It looked like she forgot her pants. |
I found one more tick during this clipping. But then Tuesday (when her and Eros' rides got rained out) and I finished clipping her body (except her ears, I need sedation for that part) I found more. Four more. And more bites. And then I found ANOTHER one today in her forelock. She now has nearly 30 bites on her. I really think I've found all the ticks, but her tail is so thick at the top, as is her mane, that it's still possible there's more. I'm worming them all tomorrow, and I've heard Ivermectin can help, so hopefully that will be the end of it. But I feel TERRIBLE about all these ticks. And this is why I don't trail ride. I'd forgotten. But now I remember.
Nakee pony, covered in tick bites. |
I'd much rather look at this one uncovered. So pretty! |
I got a new cabinet in the feed room so I could get ride of the Smartpak drawers. I put that together on Monday, and started moving things around in there. I think I want to get a few more cabinets and do more rearranging, but that will probably have to wait a little bit. After Shiny gets what she needs.
New cabinet in between the feed bins and the boot cabinet. |
This is the mess that needs more cabinets. Work in progress. |
Holy mother of ticks, poor Shiny! Also agreed on not making a big deal out of spooky stuff… I feel like esp some of the emotional horses take their cues from us, and if we make a big deal out of something scary, they’re like “see omg I KNEW something was wrong!”
ReplyDeleteExactly! I think Al legitimately gets scared of things and if you try to get after him, he's like why are you being so mean when I'm scared??!!
DeleteI stand to be corrected, but I don't think the oral ivermectin wormer does anything for ticks. (I think only the injectable one does, but I could be wrong). Ticks are a whole thing in my neck of the woods, and we're not piroplasmosis-free like y'all, so I've waged many years of war on them. Shiny has my sympathies!
ReplyDeleteThat could be true. I still found one today! Yeah ticks are terrible here. Lyme disease is named after the next town over from us. Piroplasmosis is terrifying, I hope it doesn't find it's way here! Though we have lots of other tick borne stuff, they tend not to be so fatal.
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