Splintober

We followed up our excellent cross country school with an equally excellent flat lesson last week. I think Runkle heard me dropping an entry in the mail for our ~*first*~ Beginner Novice because the next day he was lame. Like, pretty freakin' lame. Front leg had a suspiciously large bump that was warm and sensitive to the touch.

Hello, Splintober.

So I scratched the stupid horse trial and also in overprotective mother fashion had the vet out. Luckily she said it was a very run of the mill splint, gave me a treatment plan and drove off in her van to assuage another anxious mother's fears. He's allowed turnout in an individual paddock with NO RUNNING and I'm allowed to walk him. Again, walk. NO. RUNNING.


Since Runkle's free time activities include getting as many bites and cuts as a horse can possibly have and trying to hang himself from the rafters, I already had most of the equipment needed to treat a splint, except poultice. That's kind of intentional, as I hate poultice. It's pretty satisfying to scoop out of a bucket but the enjoyment stops there. Poultice is annoying to put on, annoying to take off and makes everything so dirty. I started using the Stayons pre-packaged poultice which are kind of expensive but I think the easy cleanup makes it worth it.

If I've learned one thing about this horse in the past year it's that he's really shitty at being laid up. He gets bored and makes his own fun. Individual turnout sometimes involves running and he's somehow got even more nicks and bite marks than he did when he was out in the big field with his frandz.

Bros before Hos
Saturday I tried to take him on a hack. It was raining a little, but it wasn't pouring and a little rain never hurt anyone so off we went. The neighbor was chopping wood near the fence line and ever time the ax hit the wood block Runkle jumped as if I were chopping him with the ax. Finally we got past the Lumberjack of Doom and I heard a rustling in the woods. Several deer leaped out into the path and scared the absolute piss out of Runkle.

Ice on his legs
Cookies in his heart
He tried to run off but, you know, splint, so instead he just kind of hobbled quickly away with his little heart racing. So we walked in the indoor instead.

Ugh, Runkle. Please get better. I hate seeing you grumpy and miserable inside. Also you scare me. Love, Megan.

no, but srsly, bring the cookies

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  1. Story of my life. Every single time I try to give Stinker a light week or he is on stall rest he a) floods the barn b) kicks boards out in his stall c) has more than his typical cuts and scrapes or d) all of the above 🙄

    Hopefully he heals quickly and you guys can get back to work. And you can always go my route and never speak of future plans

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    1. hahahah floods the barn... how does he even do that????

      i'm never telling him what we're doing ever again. i'm only going to enter stuff at the last second. you want to fly by the seat of your pants runkle??? YOU GOT IT.

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    2. Turns on water hoses and/or dumps water buckets. Sometimes both.

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    3. what on earth... how does he turn on hoses he doesnt have THUMBS

      i have toys hung up in his stall to distract him but his stall has a huge hole dug in it right now (for pipe repairs) so he's a nomad in all the stalls. -_-

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    4. A talented mouth? He can't wear anything with velcro for similar reasons. Or have anything with in reach at his stall front. But toys are boring and can't be played with... I just go with my horse is a pain in the ass and he is lucky he is cute

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  2. Ugh I'm so sorry you're having to deal with this! Just crappy all the way around!

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    1. thaaanks at least it isn't more serious!! just not very fun

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  3. boooo Runkle :( i promise if you can keep yourself in one fully functioning piece Megan will keep things super interesting in new and exciting ways (that don't involve personal injury {or at least, shouldn't}). ugh.

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    1. normally I would say that (like, with all his shoe shenanigans) but i'm not even sure this one is his fault, he could've done it xc schooling

      (╯°□°)╯︵ ┻━┻

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  4. Poor guy! Hope he is feeling better soon!

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  5. At least he's the cutest broken pony ever?

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    1. yeah i was very grumpy on my ride out last night but i opened the stall door and he ran over to say hi and i was like okay im not mad anymore i love you.

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  6. Boo splintober >:[ least favorite

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  7. WHY?! Why must they always ruin perfectly good horse show plans?
    I'm glad it's nothing too serious and I hope the layup is over before you know it. Such a bummer :(

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  8. Well crap. See, this is exactly why I don't tell Bacon any plans. Actually, I just try not to breathe until we make it to the facility.

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