NO ONE IS PANICKING.
EVERYONE IS CALM.
|be like momo. he's calm even when his face is being eaten.|
(they're besties, i promise.)
We've had one of those obnoxious winters so far where it's been really, really good at getting cold, but it hasn't been so great about snowing. It will warm up-ish for a day or two, rain, and then BAM BITCH--freeze solid overnight and turn everything to icy, deadly mud ruts with no cushion.
Opie came up a little foot sore the other week and while I was hoping it was a quick-acting abscess, Farrier agrees that it seems more like stereotypical bruising. Which is worse. Because that shit takes forever to heal up. She'll be out tomorrow to take a look at him to double check, but it's been a really exciting time of packing his feet, giving him Bute if he seems especially ouchy, and nailing those straight lines at the walk and occasionally trot.
It's been so cold though that missing out on real training rides hasn't been too much of a downer.
|don't be like me. always wear your helmet!|
We did, however, miss out on game night and our first lesson of the month. He's sound-ish, but I want BM to be able to get on him and ride him with no limitations, so that's been pushed back indefinitely. Fucker.
In other news, I was out at the barn today to do my due diligence--walk my horse in straight lined laps of the ring, and deliver him a 5lb bag of carrots in hopes I can teach him to smile--when Opie decided he just really looks up to Indy (both metaphorically and literally as I'm pretty sure Opie could stroll unhindered beneath Indy's belly) and flopped his dead fish tongue out of his mouth.
BM suggested a bit change so I swapped his french link out for a thinner single joint. It didn't make a difference, and he wasn't actually being fussy with the bit. He just stuffed his tongue out and went about his business. BM then suggested maybe he'd bit his tongue and it was just swollen and uncomfortable. I hopped off and started digging around his mouth looking for a wound or sore or something.
LOLZ GUYS I FOUND SOMETHING.
|what is that about not looking a gift horse in the mouth?|
Obviously the dentist will be getting called. In the meantime, if anyone has any insight to share, throw it at me! He has zero problems with eating grain, hay, or snacks, and he had no issues with us stabbing him in the mouth with our fingers repeatedly.
I feel like I need to update the blog name to Poor Woman and Her Long List of "WTF is wrong with you?!" Horses.