Mark zipped through 6 horses this morning before heading off for his tax appointment. The ponies were mostly good, which I expect, but which doesn't always happen. Inevitably one of them is a snot, and quite often which one surprises me. Thunder was polite - he snorted a couple of times, but from a horse who was a quivering, snorting, scaredy-cat he's come a looonng way, baby.
Mark said these lesion-looking things...
(pre-trim pictures taken a week or so ago)
on Foxy's feet are places where little abcesses(!) have grown out. They likely blew out at the hairline, and have been growing down as her hooves grow.
She has four of them. One on her left front, two on her left rear, and another one on her right rear. All at the same level - the one on the left front is the largest.
Huh!She was never lame or hesitant to move around past few months that I can recall. Of course, she's the one who gets chased - so being hesitant to move wouldn't have served her very well. And it's tough to be lame on three feet at once. Makes it difficult to pick which one to favor, and if she was ouchy, would have made it harder to catch - at least that's what he said.
The good thing is, she's sound now. I just wish I knew what caused multiple abcesses in the first place.
He'll be back hopefully tomorrow morning to catch the last two horses, schedule permitting.
By the time i got home and changed and we headed do the evening critter check, it had just started to stick to the road edges.
Rufus and his bucket
Belly rubbin's
The ponies were happy to see us, and I was happy to see that the woolly winter coats they're sporting.
