Final Call came into the barn lame yesterday morning, sore on his right suspensory. Remember that long toe on the right fore… Ah yes, and this is why long toes have got to be watched. A long toe and short heel put too much pressure on the back of the lower leg, giving you a tragic three-legged snuffling little boy – er, horse – who just can’t walk on his owie leg!
Oh Thoroughbreds. They’re fine as long as they’re moving. Once they’ve stopped, they realize that they hurt themselves.
Cold hose, poultice, and 24 hours later, rather better but still some heat. So more of the same. No, it’s fine, I love being covered with clay, really.
A few minutes into hosing he decided that chewing on my hat/ponytail/shoulder was an excellent boredom buster. He’s so, um, affectionate.