My little girl is a bit of a beggar. This picture is of her waiting for me to get out of the truck when I say her name she bugled at me - TREATS!
I had decided to ride Josie in clinic that is coming up at the end of this month. Of course, this is prior to her being off. I am hoping this is nothing and will pass soon so we can ride before and during the clinic.
M came out with her truck and trailer. One should not assume just because her horse loads in one type of trailer that they will load in any trailer. My friend's trailer is a ramp which Josie hasn't had any experience with. She smelled the ramp, put a foot on and followed me right in. I had put grain in the manager and she happily stood in there while we closed it up. Once is luck and twice is skill so we unloaded her and then loaded her again. She loaded with calm enthusiasm. On the unload she kept inching her back feet back waiting for the drop off. I think she likes this kind best. It is a straight load so she hasn't traveled facing forward yet. I love my little girl!
I had moved her around in the round pen to see if she was still off. Having not watched her from the ground before. I couldn't say whether she was worse or better but she was still off. I just know how much it hurts me to see any of my animals in pain. We gave her bute and J, barn manager, said she would give her bute the next morning.
I am still trying to keep calm about this. It is nothing, it is nothing, she will be just fine. I don't care about the clinic, I just don't want anything to happen to her. We have only begun our journey. Reassurances from L help. She also offered use of her bute so we will see how the girl is on Thursday.
On the subject of puppies - Wyatt's stub is still a stub. I wonder if the entire nail came out. It feels rough but then again pads feel rough. If only it could have been one of his dewclaws as he hates those to be drummeled.
They do not like the rainy days. Pix has taken to laying on her stomach, head on her paws and sighing from time to time. I am bored, I am bored, I am still bored.
I just finished reading Merle's Door - cried like a baby at the end. Did not like how he didn't let his dog to to the rainbow without dignity. Messing himself, walking a few steps and falling. Nope! I liked that he had a list of criteria but if you answer don't know to several of the questions are you doing it for yourself or the dog. I am thinking yourself. Dismount soapbox.
I didn't like a lot of the things that happened on my parent's farm, I did learn to let go and not to let an animal suffer even if it meant helping it along to the rainbow. There were some instances that a girl shouldn't have to deal with but, early in life I had deal with things no one should ever have to deal with. I am proud that I have, to the best of my abilities, dealt with what happened and been able to move along in life. The bad thing is how those things made the "normal" things that others have in their life impossible in mine. I keep trying the trust thing and bam! Get let down again. Sometimes one has to just say okay, that is how it is. Oh, well at least I can have the love of animals. I do like that I have been given the ability to stand up for myself and to be myself. Jeeze you think I would have had a few drinks to spout like this.
Thinking I am not quite yet myself these days and don't want to stay in this weird little funk. Need to not worry about what is going on at work, just keep those paychecks coming and ride the wave until it crashes on the shore.
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