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Ponies n stuff
Nov. 2nd, 2010 11:38 amTeddy and Ella are coming along nicely. Teddy was a bit droopy and lethargic last week, but his temperature and heart rate were fine. Odds are he was having a little reaction to a visit from the vet the previous Friday. He'd needed some regular shots. There were some others for which there were no records, so he got those too, just to be sure. On top of that, he got a dose of wormer too. No wonder the lil guy wasn't feeling 100%. He was back to normal this week.
Ella's side and rump have healed up well. I really expected her to have a scar from the wound on her side, but there's none. She, like Teddy, seems to have settled in well for the most part. She's not quite as laid back as Teddy, though. She definitely gets aggressive toward her neighbors at feeding times which is probably a holdover from their previous home. She'd get downright hostile to Chico and Manny that they'd get upset and start responding in kind. Sandy finally resorted to putting sheets of plywood over the bars on either side of Ella's stall so that she couldn't see her neigbors. That seems to have helped.
While grooming Ella last week, one of the regular riders at the barn came in to give her a carrot. Ella is sensitive about having her hind end touched and since I was brushing her rump at the time, I didn't realize that when the other person left, they latched her stall door. Of course, when I finished grooming, I realized I was locked in. There wasn't anyone in the aisle at the time and I didn't feel like yelling my head off, so I went ahead and climbed over the front wall of the stall. That reminded me how out of shape I am.
This week, when the horses that were turned out were being brought back in, Manny, one of the geldings, decided to go into Wheatchex's standing stall to see if she'd left any grain in her feed bucket...when Wheatchex was already in the stall. Wheatchex was very definitely NOT happy about that and Manny refused to come out. I had to go in and get him out before things got out of hand. Going in between two horses crowded in a standing stall is definitely not my idea of a fun thing to do, especially when one is squealing and stomping and bouncing around angrily. I'm lucky I didn't get squished. My other option was to go between Manny and the stall wall, but I figured going between him and Wheatchex was the better course.
It still took a lot to get him to get out of there. I don't know why he thought it was good to stay in there. With some slaps on his chest and general shoving, I did manage to get him to back out a bit. Zach, who was out in the aisle watching worriedly, was able to reach in and pull at Manny's mane to help get him moving. Wheatchex was pretty upset for a while after that. Poor old girl.
Irina is finally back, sorta. She'd gone back to visit her family in the Czech Republic a few months back and had stayed there longer than planned. She'd told Sandy that she was sick. It turns out that she learned she had skin cancer on her thumb of all places. Apparently it was pretty bad, since she now has no left thumb. She's back in the US now and is going to get fitted for a prosthetic. She really wants to resume working at the barn. Knowing her, she'll be working there before she really should. She can be quite stubborn.
In other news, I had no trick-or-treaters knock on the door this year Maybe they came early in the afternoon before I got home from the barn. The same thing happened last year, so this time I only had one bag of candy. I didn't want to get stuck with a ton of the stuff.
I tried a new recipe for chocolate chip cookies on Saturday. They turned out pretty well. The downside is that it made 3 dozen cookies. I took some to the barn on Sunday and the folks there liked 'em. In hindsight, I should have brought more of them. I've still got a ton of 'em at home.
This morning I spent destroying a few old secure phones. After disassembling them and pulling the bits that need to be sent to the gov't, I went down to the parking garage and took care of the remaining circuit boards. The little blacksmith's sledge that's been sitting in my office (it's left over from a contract that ended over a year ago. The gov't and various contractors never decided who it belonged to) came in rather handy for that.
I'm a little disappointed that I missed the Renaissance Festival this year. I never heard back from the person I usually go with and couldn't work out a time that another friend and I both had free. Ah well. It's no big loss. I just like going.
And with that, it's lunch time here at work. Yay!
Ella's side and rump have healed up well. I really expected her to have a scar from the wound on her side, but there's none. She, like Teddy, seems to have settled in well for the most part. She's not quite as laid back as Teddy, though. She definitely gets aggressive toward her neighbors at feeding times which is probably a holdover from their previous home. She'd get downright hostile to Chico and Manny that they'd get upset and start responding in kind. Sandy finally resorted to putting sheets of plywood over the bars on either side of Ella's stall so that she couldn't see her neigbors. That seems to have helped.
While grooming Ella last week, one of the regular riders at the barn came in to give her a carrot. Ella is sensitive about having her hind end touched and since I was brushing her rump at the time, I didn't realize that when the other person left, they latched her stall door. Of course, when I finished grooming, I realized I was locked in. There wasn't anyone in the aisle at the time and I didn't feel like yelling my head off, so I went ahead and climbed over the front wall of the stall. That reminded me how out of shape I am.
This week, when the horses that were turned out were being brought back in, Manny, one of the geldings, decided to go into Wheatchex's standing stall to see if she'd left any grain in her feed bucket...when Wheatchex was already in the stall. Wheatchex was very definitely NOT happy about that and Manny refused to come out. I had to go in and get him out before things got out of hand. Going in between two horses crowded in a standing stall is definitely not my idea of a fun thing to do, especially when one is squealing and stomping and bouncing around angrily. I'm lucky I didn't get squished. My other option was to go between Manny and the stall wall, but I figured going between him and Wheatchex was the better course.
It still took a lot to get him to get out of there. I don't know why he thought it was good to stay in there. With some slaps on his chest and general shoving, I did manage to get him to back out a bit. Zach, who was out in the aisle watching worriedly, was able to reach in and pull at Manny's mane to help get him moving. Wheatchex was pretty upset for a while after that. Poor old girl.
Irina is finally back, sorta. She'd gone back to visit her family in the Czech Republic a few months back and had stayed there longer than planned. She'd told Sandy that she was sick. It turns out that she learned she had skin cancer on her thumb of all places. Apparently it was pretty bad, since she now has no left thumb. She's back in the US now and is going to get fitted for a prosthetic. She really wants to resume working at the barn. Knowing her, she'll be working there before she really should. She can be quite stubborn.
In other news, I had no trick-or-treaters knock on the door this year Maybe they came early in the afternoon before I got home from the barn. The same thing happened last year, so this time I only had one bag of candy. I didn't want to get stuck with a ton of the stuff.
I tried a new recipe for chocolate chip cookies on Saturday. They turned out pretty well. The downside is that it made 3 dozen cookies. I took some to the barn on Sunday and the folks there liked 'em. In hindsight, I should have brought more of them. I've still got a ton of 'em at home.
This morning I spent destroying a few old secure phones. After disassembling them and pulling the bits that need to be sent to the gov't, I went down to the parking garage and took care of the remaining circuit boards. The little blacksmith's sledge that's been sitting in my office (it's left over from a contract that ended over a year ago. The gov't and various contractors never decided who it belonged to) came in rather handy for that.
I'm a little disappointed that I missed the Renaissance Festival this year. I never heard back from the person I usually go with and couldn't work out a time that another friend and I both had free. Ah well. It's no big loss. I just like going.
And with that, it's lunch time here at work. Yay!