kerilli
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If anyone wonders what i spent the weekend doing, how does about 8 hours (5 of them on Friday evening/night) attempting to load and re-load daft homebred Fleetwater Opposition 4 yr old, who used to go in lorry easily, but suddenly decided, apropos of nothing at all, that the ramp on the way down is TERRIFYING and therefore not to be touched by equine foot....
added to the fact that, in launching herself off it, even with me hanging on to head/bridle to stop her, she landed just past the bottom corner, and sliced the back of her hindleg just above the fetlock... argh.
she didn't have boots on because she had a headfit about them and was lashing out repeatedly... never worn hind exercise boots before. there's a lesson learnt, although i doubt boots would have made much difference anyway.
then it got to "i'll go in, but i won't turn because i can't face the ramp forwards, so i'll run backwards every time". this lasted hours too...
then, when in and turned round, which took a lot of patience and persuasion, she'd get herself in a right stew just thinking about negotiating the ramp, stand there stressing about it, pawing, jumping up and down, etc etc... thinking too much, basically.
we also had "why SHOULD i go in?" and the only reason good enough was "For Breakfast" or "For Dinner", since unfortunately "Because I say so" obviously holds no water with the 1/2 trakhener argumentative floozy bint hag witch. btw, my poor neighbours have learnt lots of lovely new words this weekend, i fear.
she wrenched me around so much in her paddies that i feel as if i've had about 5 purlers!
She finally came around to my way of thinking yesterday, and is now happily loading like a lamb, with the horsebox positioned at end of arena so ramp is flattish. panic and battle might possibly recommence when she has to face a steep ramp again, but i'll delay that as long as possible...
Just had vet out to scan tendon, and THANK EVERYTHING THAT'S HOLY, the tendon is fine, the bruising is outside it, so she's got to have a few days off and then a week of walking, and then slowly back into work. frustrating, as we were finally getting going with jumping etc.
so, no shows and no progress for us for a bit, but at least not a cripple either - could be a LOT worse.
hot choc and homemade shortbread cookies if you got this far. and sympathy please for my utter paranoia about tendons!
added to the fact that, in launching herself off it, even with me hanging on to head/bridle to stop her, she landed just past the bottom corner, and sliced the back of her hindleg just above the fetlock... argh.



then it got to "i'll go in, but i won't turn because i can't face the ramp forwards, so i'll run backwards every time". this lasted hours too...
then, when in and turned round, which took a lot of patience and persuasion, she'd get herself in a right stew just thinking about negotiating the ramp, stand there stressing about it, pawing, jumping up and down, etc etc... thinking too much, basically.
we also had "why SHOULD i go in?" and the only reason good enough was "For Breakfast" or "For Dinner", since unfortunately "Because I say so" obviously holds no water with the 1/2 trakhener argumentative floozy bint hag witch. btw, my poor neighbours have learnt lots of lovely new words this weekend, i fear.

She finally came around to my way of thinking yesterday, and is now happily loading like a lamb, with the horsebox positioned at end of arena so ramp is flattish. panic and battle might possibly recommence when she has to face a steep ramp again, but i'll delay that as long as possible...
Just had vet out to scan tendon, and THANK EVERYTHING THAT'S HOLY, the tendon is fine, the bruising is outside it, so she's got to have a few days off and then a week of walking, and then slowly back into work. frustrating, as we were finally getting going with jumping etc.
so, no shows and no progress for us for a bit, but at least not a cripple either - could be a LOT worse.
hot choc and homemade shortbread cookies if you got this far. and sympathy please for my utter paranoia about tendons!