For crying out loud. Haakon is now lame.
This was last Friday – we were mucking around testing out a new emergency braking system. Haakon was a joy to ride. Fast, funny and with a huge sense of humour. We were both smiling and happy.
So today, I brought him in (he follows behind me so I don’t see him walk). I planned to do a little pottering and perfect our tölt. I tacked up and got on. Instantly I knew something was wrong. Haakon’s head nodded when he walked – that I-am-lame kind of head nodding.
I instantly dismounted, untacked and walked him round trying to decide which leg it was. His front feet smelled badly when I picked them out. The front left was worst and I could see what I thought was an exit hole on the hoof wall with a sinus from the sole. I think the abscess has burst or is in the process of draining as Haakon is not hopping lame like Iacs was – to the point I thought he had broken his back or leg!
So a hot soak and a poultice. Haakon is sporting a purple bandage and taken up residence in the stable with Klængur, who always enjoys a Duvet Day.
I am not happy. I have poured another free sample vial of Floris over myself to take the filthy smell away. It does linger.