This past week D took a pretty good chunk out of his right front leg (inside). We're pretty sure he did it with his left leg somehow scraping the shoe against his right leg. My horse is calm and usually willing to do whatever I ask, however if he has an injury that is not his eyes he is sort of a baby about it. We can put anything on or by his eyes, he gets that I guess, but any part if his body?? Major drama...
Here is what I have learned about my horse though- grass takes care of almost all wiggling.
No matter how injured you are good manners still must come through ( he is 1200 pounds, lets be serious).
No matter how gross the injury and how much it looks like something from Sweeney Todd, it will heal and is so not as big a deal as what we have already been through.
This summer has been busier than I anticipated but D and I have learned a lot about each other and trusting. I have asked him to work multiple times with more than 2 days off. And you know what? Most of the time he handles it just fine.
Lots of rain requires that my horse really lifts his feet and pays attention, if he doesn't we fall. Neither of us enjoy this but it teaches him quicker than my voice commands and we move on.
Whinnying constantly still makes no sense to me but rather than fussing I am figuring out how to channel his energy and in a sense distract him from whatever he finds so worthy of chatting about.
Understanding, teamwork, trust... they take time and only he and I can do it. That means that when we struggle we must figure it out but it also means that when it clicks. We have completely come together. Riding is a partnership that leaves no room for ego. D and I can go from together to an absolute mess in a matter of seconds... no idea why but I know that together he and I will figure it out. After all that's what this is supposed to be about.... right?!
LOVE this picture!!!
Second day, Saturday, now swollen
Swollen kid :(
First look, Friday morning
Sunday, puss is actually a good thing....