Regaining My Mojo

Since my last post, I’ve been a lot more motivated to get things done, but it’s still an uphill battle. One of the downsides of owning your own farm is that the chores never end, and that doesn’t leave a lot of time or energy for the fun things.

Plus, if I’m going to be 100% honest, I’m not in love with training the horses I have right now. It’s not that I don’t love the horses I have right now, or that they are difficult, it’s just that they’re green. At my age, I’m just a little over green horses. I’ve brought many, many horses from being rank greenies to being mid-level dressage horses and, frankly, I’m just not that interested in it anymore. I want the opportunity to take a mid-level horse to the top.

I know what you’re thinking, Sanctimonious Internet Commentator: “A real horseman is on a special journey with their horse and should be committed to every step of the process.” Don’t worry, I’m committed to the process because they’re my horses and I will always do right by them, but I don’t have to love every step of the journey. I understand that it’s OK to not be in love with every step in the training process, but it’s not OK to skip steps because I don’t like them. It’s a lot like having children, in that respect. Being a parent doesn’t mean loving every minute of being a parent, it means doing the best you can with what you’ve got and it can get downright mind-numbing after you’ve told someone that they’ve put their shoes on backwards every day for an entire goddamn year.

Not that I’ve had much chance to dislike training my horses, since they’ve been managing to injure themselves just about every week. Jack’s had at least four abscesses so far (I’ve honestly stopped counting) and yesterday he sliced his heel bulb on the left front (at least he’s finally tracking up from behind).

There might be a dressage horse in there somewhere.

Newboy has developed ventral midline dermatitis, which is a fancy way of saying he has sweet itch that makes sores right where the girth goes.

It’s hard to take pictures underneath the horse.

 

The best treatment for ventral midline dermatitis is prevention, so he gets to wear a ridiculous looking fly sheet almost all the time now.

 

Even Jack thinks he looks stupid.

 

FYI, if you’re ever trying to treat the sores from an allergic dermatitis like ventral midline dermatitis, I found this over the counter human cream works great. It stays on and it’s easier to apply under their belly than the spray the vet prescribed.

 

Also, they sell it at Wal-mart and it’s pretty cheap.

 

Currently the East Coast is also getting inundated by rain, which is not helping Jack’s abscesses, Newboy’s fly allergy, or my ability to get my chores done in a timely fashion. However, I’m not letting it get me down. Instead, I’ve decided to try something called “Blogtober”. It’s where you write something every day for the entire month of October. I got the idea From EquiPepper and The Forelock Journal and thought, “Hey! Thats a neat way to get the kick in the ass I need to get back into writing.”

Stay tuned for my hilariously non-sequitur attempts at filling up 31 day’s worth of posts in a row.

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