Oh my!! This is by far the nicest day we've had in a long, long time. The sky is an amazing shade of blue and there's only an occasional puffy, white cloud. A gentle breeze stirs the blossom-heavy tree branches, and it's nearly 70 degrees. Wow!! Just a heavenly day for sure.
And...I managed to get my toe stepped on by Kadie this morning.
I'll start at the beginning. For the last week, I've been watching Harley closely. He's been showing signs of "offness" and favoring his left front. Each night I carefully pick his feet, and I've noticed some heat the last couple of evenings. Hmmhhuu, abscess brewing. So, this morning hubby retains Harley and Kadie and feeds them their breakfast in the roundpen, and lets the other horses go out to pasture. Harley's pissed - big time!! Sometimes he can act just like a spoiled brat throwing his little temper tantrum. He reportedly goes charging all around bucking and snorting and farting and generally pitching a hissy fit. It gets him nowhere and eventually he and Kadie settle in and grudgingly eat their breakfast.
Couple of hours later, Hubby and I head on out to the barn with the soaking supplies with intentions of beginning the foot soakings. Grudgingly, Harley acquiesses and stands quietly for his torture. Must be rough getting your foot massaged in a tub of warm water huh? Poor little guy! So, anyway we finish up, towel dry his foot and put some salts in his medicine boot and prepare to let him and Kadie out into the pasture with their buddies. No problems right?
Well, Harley follows me to the gate - all antsed up and rearing to go. Note to self: when he acts like this again, do not remove the halter until after you and the horse have safely maneuvered through the gate. Hindsight always 20/20. Meanwhile, the little chargette, aka Kadie is revving her motor behind and slightly inside of Harley. I am against the barn wall near the hinge side of the gate. I open the gate and give it a shove. Harley hunkers down and prepares to fly...problem is, so does Kadie. The little female beast tries to pass through the gate at the same time as Harley and manages to (for a moment in time) pin me against the wall and herself between me and Harley and the roundpen wall on the other side...this is definitely not gonna work. Extreme pressure for a few, brief seconds - no big deal, but then Kadie has to go and grind her hoof on top of my freaking big toe!!! Ouch!!! Now, it's been at least 10 years since I've been stepped on by a horse. And you know what!? It freaking hurts!!!!!
You can bet your butt that I would have kicked Kadie's if I hadn't been so preoccupied with the intense throbbing sensation in my toe. So, instead I hobble inside and soak my toe in cold water and then sit on the deck for a half hour or so with the frozen bag of peas on my toe. Well just great!! My fortune last night after our chinese dinner said that the color purple would bring me good luck today...yeah right.
However, my left big toe is a lovely shade of purple, and it has this swollen, tight appearance, and the nail itself looks totally gross. It already looks yellowed and icky - like it's going to fall off and die. Just ducky!! Well, there's always the silver lining right?? I guess I should be counting my blessings that my toe wasn't broken or something...guess it will help me remember and be a little more cautious about just where I am placing my feet when around the horses.
Another one of life's little lessons. Gee - thanks life.
At least I was wearing shoes with covered toes. I am notorious for wearing my flip-flops around the horses in the summer. I don't think I'll be doing that anytime soon.
I will live to be hurt yet again another time.
Day 9 (I think) of the 37 Day Challenge and we're still hanging in there. Annie and I had our 30-40 minute walk today in the glorious sunshine around the perimeter of the next door neighbor's grass field. Just a little bit slower than usual...and I took my cane - I mean walking stick along.
Hope you are enjoying the weekend, and hoping it's sunny wherever you call home.
Blessings from cingspots...