Here are the boys this morning. Both on good form, both ate half a carrot each and both bicker like an old married couple. I like watching them together. They make me smile. You can tell they are related. There is definitely a family resemblance.
I told myself that today was Haakon’s last hoof soak as his abscess is healing nicely and dried up now.
So I had a quick feel of Haakon’s hooves to see if they were still warm and, guess what, I found another ruddy abscess had blown in the other front hoof. I was feeling round and touched on what felt like a Rowntree’s Fruit Pastille attached to the coronary band. I picked it off and then the smell. My fingers were wet with lovely pus. Ewww but good, in a weird way if you know what I mean.
So out with the bucket of hot water and salt (run out of Epsom Salts but will get more tomorrow from the Co-op) and off we go again with the soaking routine.
Haakon was a good boy. He is used to this now.
Iacs was supportive (read annoying).
Helpful would be better.
So now we have matching hooves and to be honest, I am not surprised. When all this first started, Haakon was hopping on his front left, resting it and barely weight-bearing. The reason has made itself clear and I needed to know.
So we keep on keepin’ on.