I seem to have inadvertantly turned into a drama queen where Flip is concerned and its all getting a bit draining. I'm sorry for bugging you guys with yet ANOTHER moany 'nothing ever seems to go right for us' thread, and I guess it just confirms the fact that I seem to subconsciously 'like' that stuff just never seems to go right in Flipo farm.
Last night I went to check on the horses and had a good look at Flipo's hoof - the one with the crack in it (that has been stapled since late last year). The crack is growing out quite successfully, but last night I realised the crack has now started going horizontally along his hoof, its about an inch or so at the moment.
I've got the farrier next Tuesday so will have words, but it just seems like I get to grips with one thing and then I find another to obsess about straight after. Then I saw him poo, noticed it was a tiny bit drippy at the end and wondered if he was coming down with the same thing his fieldmate had a week ago. So much so, that I drove down there this morning to check he was ok - but didn't have time to get out of the car so god knows what good it was going to do - he was just standing there dosing.
I just don't seem to be able to settle and get on with things where he's concerned. I'm always dealing with new problems, if its not my confidence in riding, its falling off, its saddle fit, its lameness, its the crack in his hoof, its the muscle tear, its him jumping gates, its haematomas, its Xrays, insurance, farrier visits, sedation and aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrggggggggggghhhhhh.
I just wonder if I keep finding things so I don't have to do this properly. Do I, deep down, actually enjoy this drama? Purely because I had such a dull life before he came along, I'm starting to wonder if its the case. The thing is that the last time I rode we won a bloody rosette for gods sake, I know there are really good times we've had, things we've achieved, but now I'm fretting that I shouldn't ride while he's just had the haematoma, might have put on a bit of weight so the saddle doesn't fit, is he happier without shoes, should I wait until he gets his shoes back on next week, will the crack get any worse and will I ever ever ever stop wittering on and just flamin ride my horse and be happy for godsake?! I'm gagging to get back in the saddle, but since I'm not so nervous about riding any more, I'm now worried he's in pain from all his various ailments and behavioural stuff - he runs away from me in the field if he sees me coming with my hat on....I can catch him but he'll just run for the bottom of the field.
I think this might well be the prime example of a fluffy bunny post. I'll get my coat and a wet fish for you all to slap me with on my way out. Sorry, this has no purpose other than to moan. :cry::banghead::redface::help:
Last night I went to check on the horses and had a good look at Flipo's hoof - the one with the crack in it (that has been stapled since late last year). The crack is growing out quite successfully, but last night I realised the crack has now started going horizontally along his hoof, its about an inch or so at the moment.
I've got the farrier next Tuesday so will have words, but it just seems like I get to grips with one thing and then I find another to obsess about straight after. Then I saw him poo, noticed it was a tiny bit drippy at the end and wondered if he was coming down with the same thing his fieldmate had a week ago. So much so, that I drove down there this morning to check he was ok - but didn't have time to get out of the car so god knows what good it was going to do - he was just standing there dosing.
I just don't seem to be able to settle and get on with things where he's concerned. I'm always dealing with new problems, if its not my confidence in riding, its falling off, its saddle fit, its lameness, its the crack in his hoof, its the muscle tear, its him jumping gates, its haematomas, its Xrays, insurance, farrier visits, sedation and aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrggggggggggghhhhhh.
I just wonder if I keep finding things so I don't have to do this properly. Do I, deep down, actually enjoy this drama? Purely because I had such a dull life before he came along, I'm starting to wonder if its the case. The thing is that the last time I rode we won a bloody rosette for gods sake, I know there are really good times we've had, things we've achieved, but now I'm fretting that I shouldn't ride while he's just had the haematoma, might have put on a bit of weight so the saddle doesn't fit, is he happier without shoes, should I wait until he gets his shoes back on next week, will the crack get any worse and will I ever ever ever stop wittering on and just flamin ride my horse and be happy for godsake?! I'm gagging to get back in the saddle, but since I'm not so nervous about riding any more, I'm now worried he's in pain from all his various ailments and behavioural stuff - he runs away from me in the field if he sees me coming with my hat on....I can catch him but he'll just run for the bottom of the field.
I think this might well be the prime example of a fluffy bunny post. I'll get my coat and a wet fish for you all to slap me with on my way out. Sorry, this has no purpose other than to moan. :cry::banghead::redface::help:
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