Sunday, December 12, 2010

Day 65?!

It is impossible for me to believe that we have only had Doc for 2 months now.  How can this be?  The time has flown by, but it seems like so much longer when you look back at the horse we started with.  Alicia and I were talking again this evening about how Doc is just like one of the guys now.  Handling him is just as natural and comfortable as any other friendly, domesticated horse.  This is amazing since we couldn't even get near him, much less put a hand on him, two months ago.  He is such a smart guy; at this rate, I can't wait to see him a year from now!

Winter is a difficult and frustrating time for me in regards to horses.  I leave for work in the dark every morning, and get home just as the sun is setting in the evening.  This gives me a short twilight hour to work with horses.  Not to mention the feeding rituals that take about 2 hours every evening.  Needless to say, most of Doc's treatments and exercise are getting done in the dark.  Every evening I tend to his wounds and take him for a walk as time allows.  On Friday we walked quite a distance down the road.  He had never been that far away from home, but as long as I remained confident ((I can fake it pretty well!)), he followed willingly.  He is getting much more confident about changing terrains.  We played "follow the leader" over and around several obstacles, including splashing through the mud puddles in the road.  I felt like I was 5 years old again skipping down the road in my muck boots splashing in the mud puddles!  Let me tell you, it is so much more fun as an adult with a pony in tow!  I am just glad nobody was looking   :)

This is how his wounds look now:

Left
There was a little more blood on the left side because SOMEBODY managed to get himself into the next pen over where Rudy, Mac, and the girls live.  Thankfully, the girls would have nothing to do with him, and he wasn't interested anyway.  All he wanted was to stand close to Rudy and make baby faces at him. 

Right

He managed to scrape some of the scabs off of the left leg, but no other harm was done.  Now we have a pretty good idea of how those injuries happened in the first place! 

Remember what they looked like way back when the meat bees and flies were eating them?

Day 2 at Alicia's house

 Goodnight for now everybody,
~Jackie

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