Here we are again. Back with the bucket, hot water, Epsom Salts, painkillers, etc. Plus a course of antibiotics which should hopefully knock anything lurking on the head.
A few day’s ago Haakon’s hoof was pared right back and which opened up the abcess’ route as well as showing another one in the frog. But everything has drained/is draining and this is (please God) the last of it. It has been a very long haul and sadly Haakon is struggling again – tucked up and footy, but not lame. I am not surprised. It was a drastic but necessary trim.
I have discovered one thing, however, that if you stick Haakon’s head in a manger full of food, he won’t fidget and kick over his bucket. He will stand there forever eating fibre and painkillers.
Afterwards I spray the sole of the hoof and it all comes out the top of the coronary band. Yuk.
So that’s how the old man is doing. In a way I feel we have gone back to square one but realistically I know this was inevitable.
In other worlds, today I rode Iacs to accompany Daisy on Hjalti.
It was a lovely afternoon. Perfect weather for going out on a young horse exploring with the Silly-Frilly!
We met a lamb who had woken up as we trotted past and decided we could be his new mothers. Hjalti stood like a rock while I made my mother-sheep-lamb noises and guided him back to his ignorant didn’t-give-a-damn parent. Then there were cars and Hjalti again stood rock-like unphased.
He even took the lead up the hill into unknown territory (for him), totally confident and interested.
This is a panorama shot (the frilled has been slimmed in the shot!)
So, really the bad and the good today.