Mrs B
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One of those 'I know you're wrong and hurting, but why? And where?!' days today.
Got to the yard just before 7 as usual. Went to get his breakfast and popped the bucket on the floor. Turned to go and realised his head isn't in the bucket, it's at half-mast and slightly to one side and he's started to boot the wall with a front foot.
Eh?! He seems unable or unwilling to stretch down ... So I picked up the bucket for him to eat, which he did but still with his head at a slight angle. Hmm. While he's eating, I notice that he actually has a fair bit of haylage on the floor - normally there's maybe a whisp or two ... and he's only drunk about half the normal amount of water. Bed's as usual, same droppings as usual. Gut sounds ok, looked at nearside gums - nicely pink.
Then lift up his water bucket and he takes a rather clumsy, but thirsty, drink.
Take off his rug and run my hands over his poll, neck and back, thinking maybe he's tweaked something. No reaction. OK - rug back on and lead out. Sound. Turn tight circle, both directions. Fine. Lead to grass ... head goes down and takes a pick.
Very puzzled, I went off to feed some others and gave him a net, which he started to eat. Decided to turn him out and poo-pick so I can watch him.
Head down in the field, eating haylage. Ok.
Went to muck out his box, but nagging worry. He'd wanted a cuddle. Thats not him! Has someone switched my horse with another?! Putting his face against my chest Odd. Then I look out and see his little ginger ears and white blaze at a gap in the fence, watching me. Finish mucking out. Still there, just staring. So, back to the field I went and it's one of those moments where you wish they could talk.
I stood there, with him whiffling at my face and then he put his head against my chest again and I'm stroking him, running my hands absent-mindedly over his ears, face and muzzle wondering whats wrong when I suddenly felt a swelling on his off-side top lip, near the corner of his mouth. Looked and in the light I could see his lip was swollen.
Uh-oh! Felt inside his mouth. Much bigger swelling.
So either hes fractured a tooth or hes been ferreting in a hedge and got a thorn in his mouth. *Sigh* Calls vet. From then on, he won't let me near the problem area.
Fast forward
Vet arrived to sedate and examined the large, swollen lump inside his upper lip. The eejit had managed to shove his canine in to his mouth, and made a HUGE hole where an infection had brewed.
Hence, the swelling today. NO idea how he managed that as although he has mates he can see, he is in a field on his own.
The resulting abscess is now open, so on Bute for a few days and I have to squeeze the site twice a day over the weekend into Monday to get rid of any remaining crap. Oh, deep joy!
Being a mouth injury, hell probably heal quickly without antibiotics and vet reckons in 2 days I won't know anything happened.
I guess todays lesson for me is this: when youre wishing that they could tell you whats wrong, often they already are.
I just have to learn how to listen.
Got to the yard just before 7 as usual. Went to get his breakfast and popped the bucket on the floor. Turned to go and realised his head isn't in the bucket, it's at half-mast and slightly to one side and he's started to boot the wall with a front foot.
Eh?! He seems unable or unwilling to stretch down ... So I picked up the bucket for him to eat, which he did but still with his head at a slight angle. Hmm. While he's eating, I notice that he actually has a fair bit of haylage on the floor - normally there's maybe a whisp or two ... and he's only drunk about half the normal amount of water. Bed's as usual, same droppings as usual. Gut sounds ok, looked at nearside gums - nicely pink.
Then lift up his water bucket and he takes a rather clumsy, but thirsty, drink.
Take off his rug and run my hands over his poll, neck and back, thinking maybe he's tweaked something. No reaction. OK - rug back on and lead out. Sound. Turn tight circle, both directions. Fine. Lead to grass ... head goes down and takes a pick.
Very puzzled, I went off to feed some others and gave him a net, which he started to eat. Decided to turn him out and poo-pick so I can watch him.
Head down in the field, eating haylage. Ok.
Went to muck out his box, but nagging worry. He'd wanted a cuddle. Thats not him! Has someone switched my horse with another?! Putting his face against my chest Odd. Then I look out and see his little ginger ears and white blaze at a gap in the fence, watching me. Finish mucking out. Still there, just staring. So, back to the field I went and it's one of those moments where you wish they could talk.
I stood there, with him whiffling at my face and then he put his head against my chest again and I'm stroking him, running my hands absent-mindedly over his ears, face and muzzle wondering whats wrong when I suddenly felt a swelling on his off-side top lip, near the corner of his mouth. Looked and in the light I could see his lip was swollen.
Uh-oh! Felt inside his mouth. Much bigger swelling.
So either hes fractured a tooth or hes been ferreting in a hedge and got a thorn in his mouth. *Sigh* Calls vet. From then on, he won't let me near the problem area.
Fast forward
Vet arrived to sedate and examined the large, swollen lump inside his upper lip. The eejit had managed to shove his canine in to his mouth, and made a HUGE hole where an infection had brewed.
Hence, the swelling today. NO idea how he managed that as although he has mates he can see, he is in a field on his own.
The resulting abscess is now open, so on Bute for a few days and I have to squeeze the site twice a day over the weekend into Monday to get rid of any remaining crap. Oh, deep joy!
Being a mouth injury, hell probably heal quickly without antibiotics and vet reckons in 2 days I won't know anything happened.
I guess todays lesson for me is this: when youre wishing that they could tell you whats wrong, often they already are.
I just have to learn how to listen.