I wandered over to the Driving Arena where the clinic organizer was driving her Welsh pony and I asked as she was exiting the arena what time I was sheduled in. "Just like yesterday, three." I nodded and went back to the camper and re-checked my phone... Odd. I was told eleven. It didn't matter much to me though, so we rolled with it.
|Another Day 3 photo.|
Since I had time to kill I went to see the horses and when I got to Suzie I realized... whatthefuck. Her hind leg (white one) was puffy and swollen around the pastern area. I immediately went to inspect and saw that she had an injury which looked to be consistent with rope burn - y'know, the rope she BROKE the other day while tied to the trailer? Mostly it was skin that was peeled back and it wasn't too malicious looking, thankfully. I brought her out for a hand-walk, cold-hose and a dose of Previcoxx. I wasn't too concerned it would make her lame, as I knew with movement, it would help the swelling to go down.
|Taken last-night after a betadine scrub.|
Not swollen anymore!
After hand-walking a bit I put her back in her stall and the BF and I headed into town and stopped by a Biking store where I bought some shin guards that actually fit me and a breathable shirt. Next stop was at the local Feed Store where I loaded up on minerals and grain, bought a 100gallon water tub, western spurs, a new lunge line (since Suzie broke mine) and fly spray.We got back to the Grounds in enough time for me to tack Spud up, get him hitched and warm up for our lesson.
Spud says, "I'm ready to go, lady!"
Clinician had me work through his stop-go-stop-go issues by encouraging him to be forwards and PUSHING him when I felt him slowing down. I was concentrating too much on the turning and making one bigger and one smaller than focusing on his forwardness. We made a pass through the slalom course twice without a single stop which was great. I really supported him with my vocal cues ("Tuuuurrrnnnn" and "Walk-on") as well as praise for a job well done.
|Working the cones on Day 2.|
Once he was put away in his luxurious stall BF and I went biking for the next two hours. I ended up doing pretty good, but fell on some shale and got a good slice on my hand where the shale cut right through my gloves!! And I also got some good scrapes up my outer thigh (it is now bruising quite nicely). I was pretty surprised that a rock would cause so much agony! Ow!
|Angry looking clouds.|
|Even though she was a bit sore, she was good.|
While being put to bed for the night, I gave her another dose of Previcoxx and tucked her in with some hay. BF had already started packing up around the trailer since the wind was threatening to rip off the awning and carry our fold up chairs with it.
I collapsed into bed, thankful for a trailer with a furnace.