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Nov. 8th, 2011 05:21 pmpoor Image is still not 100% - I went up today to hand walk him.
His legs had stocked up, and (really weird) his sheath was swollen.He's getting doxy and ulcergard and banamine, so he's pretty much getting stuff shoved down his gullet all day. His temp was down, but it felt like he was still just a little hot, like when the kids have a low grade fever, that tylenol isn't quite keeping in check. We walked around the field, and grazed some while we did it. He was really unwilling to move much. When we'd finished walking his legs looked better but he seemed tired. I groomed him, and fed him carrots and antacids, and put him back.
I'd been worrying that he'd die. I don't think J was, but I was, and each time I thought it, it was like getting punched in the stomach.
After that I went up to see the Canadian girls and they were their fine, solid cheerful selves, which I found deeply reassuring. I rode Ruby just to make sure she still had some buttons. We got some verra nice walk-canter transitions, and a couple canter-walk. I was thinking about trying to show her at Training level next summer, just in the schooling shows, which thought made me snicker. She had some moments where her brain itched, but she worked out of it.
Suzanne came up for a lesson, Bob rode Penny and I rode Kaboose. She works me harder than anything I do on my own. Kaboose was grumpy (maybe some digestion thing happening) but she cheered up as we moved more. S had us working on sitting trot; she was at the Kyra Kirklund clinic for the NEDA fall symposium, and apparently Kyra said a good deal about bouncing and sitting the trot. The most useful image for me was to stay loose in the hips and think of bouncing a basketball - following it down and allowing it up higher. And to NOT tip back too far and drive every stride.
His legs had stocked up, and (really weird) his sheath was swollen.He's getting doxy and ulcergard and banamine, so he's pretty much getting stuff shoved down his gullet all day. His temp was down, but it felt like he was still just a little hot, like when the kids have a low grade fever, that tylenol isn't quite keeping in check. We walked around the field, and grazed some while we did it. He was really unwilling to move much. When we'd finished walking his legs looked better but he seemed tired. I groomed him, and fed him carrots and antacids, and put him back.
I'd been worrying that he'd die. I don't think J was, but I was, and each time I thought it, it was like getting punched in the stomach.
After that I went up to see the Canadian girls and they were their fine, solid cheerful selves, which I found deeply reassuring. I rode Ruby just to make sure she still had some buttons. We got some verra nice walk-canter transitions, and a couple canter-walk. I was thinking about trying to show her at Training level next summer, just in the schooling shows, which thought made me snicker. She had some moments where her brain itched, but she worked out of it.
Suzanne came up for a lesson, Bob rode Penny and I rode Kaboose. She works me harder than anything I do on my own. Kaboose was grumpy (maybe some digestion thing happening) but she cheered up as we moved more. S had us working on sitting trot; she was at the Kyra Kirklund clinic for the NEDA fall symposium, and apparently Kyra said a good deal about bouncing and sitting the trot. The most useful image for me was to stay loose in the hips and think of bouncing a basketball - following it down and allowing it up higher. And to NOT tip back too far and drive every stride.
