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Friday, December 22, 2017

Broken


I took this picture one day last week when life was still good.  There were problems, big problems for sure, but I thought everything would eventually at least be okay.  Hickory foundered at the end of November.  Or probably started back in the summer but we didn't know it.  We didn't actually diagnose the founder until the first part of December.  

That sounds ridiculous to say.  I've had horses almost all my life.  I've been dealing with founder for probably 15 years.  How did I (and two vets and a farrier) miss something so common in the bluegrass region.  I'll to share a few things I've learned lately in hopes that they may help someone else so that maybe something good can come from this .

Actually I'm just going to get this over with.  The miscellaneous notes will follow.  

Hickory foundered badly and we couldn't get it stopped.  For non horse people this is (on a very basic level) a horrible, very painful foot problem.  There are various "causes" of founder, the most common being diet related.  The rich grass in this area is pretty, but can be deadly.

T-Bone has suffered with laminitis (founder) since, I think, 2006.  He's had good days and bad days and some really bad days over the years, but he's been happy and he's enjoyed being here, hanging out with his friends.  His first good buddy was Handy.  His very best friend was Hickory.  Like Biscuit and Muffin, in most of the pictures you saw of them they were grazing side by side.

Hickory's latest set of x-rays told us what we had to do.  It was black and white.  What he was facing in the next few days, no one would want to put a horse through.  I decided to have T-Bone put down with him.  It's been an unbelievably horrible week trying to make unbelievably hard decisions.  

It finally came down to quality of life.  The changes we'd have had to make to keep T-Bone safe(r) would have not made him happy.  And while those changes might have helped keep him from getting any worse, he wasn't really great to start with.  And he'd have been alone.   Some horses can handle that.  T-Bone spent most of the last month standing up next to Hickory's stall.

They are buried together out behind the arena.

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Looking back, here are some things I had never heard about that we missed and might have made a difference.  

During the summer we started noticing some odd bruising on the outsides of Hickory's feet.  He wasn't lame so we assumed he'd bruised the outsides of his feet walking through the rocky creek.  If you see weird bruising like that, call your vet and ask about testing for a metabolic disease.  

On Sunday night (in November) Hickory seemed fine.  The next morning he looked like he was tying up, but was also picking up one of his back feet.  I called the vet.  They came out that morning, checked his feet for founder, found no symptoms (hoof heat and digital pulse), decided it was probably an abscess.  We poulticed it and I called the farrier.

The farrier came the next day and did find a small abscess in the "bad" back foot.  He also tested the bottoms of all four feet and agreed there was no heat or pulse.  We continued to treat as an abscess with complications stemming from that for several more days...

A sinking founder can present as tying up, not the classic founder stance.

Some foundering horses won't have a throbbing digital pulse or heat in their feet.  

Keeping them in the overgrazed front field, thinking that was further limiting their grass, was also a mistake.  A stressed (drought, over grazing...) pasture goes into "survival mode" and pushes up even more sugar into the blades of grass.  A well maintained thicker pasture would have been safer.

This is only a tiny bit of information you need to know about a multifaceted disease like laminatis and I am just passing them on as a lay person, not an expert by any means.  Most important, work with the best vets and farriers you can.  That's one good thing about the bluegrass.  We have both.






Monday, December 18, 2017

Wool-tide Greetings

I actually sketched this card back in July, right after I'd built the Charlie Brown Christmas tree for the robin family.  I toyed with making their "tree" the focus of this year's card and that led me to think about everyone waiting out by the mailbox to see if the robins, who had migrated for the winter, had sent them a Christmas card.  Much more plausible.  Obviously ;-).

I didn't go ahead and paint it however, because they don't call me the CRAZY sheep lady for nothing.  If you give me a birthday gift early, I never open it until it's actually my birthday.  Jumping the gun might jinx something.  Painting the card too early might do the same thing!  There are a couple of old guys on there.  Don't get cocky and assume anything.  Much better to wait until the last minute and be stressed out ;-).

Of course, being a glass half empty sort of person I only assumed something bad would happen and I'd have to remove someone from the design.  It never crossed my mind that something good could happen and I'd have to add someone in.  June fit into the card design as easily as she fit into the family.



Merry Christmas!


Sunday, December 17, 2017

Oh, For Good Green Grass Sake

Allie has been looking for a new buddy to hang out in Del Boca Vista with her.  Lila is a perfect choice.  She's old and creaky and not super pushy and wouldn't knock Allie down trying to get all the food.  She refuses.  Oh, she'll go in, eat a bit and then Wants Back Out.

Mrs. Pepperpot has not been handling the cold weather very well and she too would make a perfect choice.  She's even older and creakier and even less pushy.  I figured once she caught a whiff of that still lush green grass she'd be all about it.  And maybe if Pepperpot was in there with her, Lila would be happier.


Allie is Elizabeth's daughter.


Everyone looks pretty happy, gobbling green grass.


Everyone else?  Not so much.  "Hey lady let us in there!"


"Not a chance, chumps."

But that was about the end of it.  When dinnertime rolled around I had two unhappy old gals, Muffin looking for her mom, Biscuit running amok and I just gave up.  I know who's really in charge around here.

New puzzle up.  Enjoy!


Saturday, December 16, 2017

Not A Creature Was Stirring...Except For Saint Tim


Nobody naps like B. Willard :-).


Luckily it was a beautiful, warm sunny day today.  Saint Tim had to replace the ancient waterer in the side field.  Even if it had been cold and windy he'd have had to because a [something or other] had rusted all the way through and was leaking a good bit and we couldn't shut it off because of the heating element.  

This is why I always sign off on the back of the farm calendars with "As always, a very special thanks to Saint Tim, for doing all the hard work."

Come to think of it, B. Willard is Mr. February in the calendar this year...and guess what, he's laying down ;-).


Wednesday, December 13, 2017

If You Think I've Gone Missing...

...normally I'd tell you to check Instagram, but even that account has been slow lately.  I'll eventually get caught up.  Or not.  It will be okay either way.  It will just be more fun if I remember to post some of the funny pictures and the video of me and Buddy yelling at each other last week.  In the meantime, Hank and June have everything under control.


"Hank?"


 "Hank."


"Hey, Hank."


"Hank!"


"What?"


"Just ignore her.  She's just taking some pictures.  Hasn't done that in awhile.  Thought maybe she'd gotten it out of her system.  Just give her a good pose and she'll go away."


"Joke's on her though.  I've got a big piece of sheep poop stuck to my hip.  She'll just love that!"

Yeah, but it will still make a fun puzzle though ;-).


Enjoy!



Wednesday, December 6, 2017

Good Morning!

It's really been interesting watching the dog and dog and dog and flock dynamics change over the last month and a half.  June is very sheep oriented and enjoys sitting and sleeping near them.  Hank has always seemed to mostly prefer maintaining his own personal space.   

I don't really blame Hank.  He had a tough job being the first guardian dog this opinionated flock had ever had.  He got quite a bit of flack early on from some of the tougher personalities.  June was able to cash in on all of his hard work and with her calm, confident personality has settled the sheep even more.


This is where I found them this morning, soaking up some warm winter sun, sitting with their sheep.  I love how much more relaxed Hank is now.


"Oh, hi!"


"Whatcha got over there, Hank?"


Two. Good. Dogs.