|Trying to off-set the awkward mare mammary pics|
with a bridle I ended up buying over the weekend.
Mare was not pleased with my poking and prodding of The Bloob and the area was hot to the touch. I took into account her temperature and found it to be slightly elevated, but not alarming. The area was scanned for any scrapes or otherwise, but none was to be found.
|Bloob: "Hehehe, I'm just here to have fun!"|
(As a sidenote, the fitting went well - she still is suitable for my jump saddle despite the changes her body went through and we discussed some leather/color options for my custom saddle (hoping to put the remainder of the deposit down in the new year).)
As would any other horse owner, my initial reaction was that The Bloob was a toxic balloon of infection and was going to overtake my horse. Thankfully I have some good friends who gave me assurance it was probably nothing more than some edema. Winters can be tough for horses, esp when their paddocks are covered in snow and they'd rather just eat all day and wander through the trails they've made because heaven forbid they have to break trail.
Stripping her blanket off, I went for a long hand-walk with N and AJ. Periodically through the walk, I checked her "under the hood goods" and found The Bloob was starting to dissipate, which is a great sign. And although my little mare was certainly not feeling 100%, she was game enough to spook at random snow piles and hack out bareback in a halter so we could get some trotting in.
Arriving back at the barn, I temped her and it read 102.5F. I instantly felt bad for clambering aboard when she clearly was not feeling good, but felt some success in being able to eradicate The Bloob. The Vet e-mailed me back at this point and her instructions were to hand-walk and trot Annie, as she also believed it to be edema. So, I guess I can't feel too badly?
At work during lunch, the Boyfriend looked over and raised an eyebrow as I scrolled through my camera roll. It features many photos of The Bloob and I'm sure if someone got a hold of my phone for even a second, they would think I'm into some very weird horse stuff.