Horses don't go to school. But if they did, and if they sat for yearbook photos, and if they kept those yearbooks on a coffee table in the barn, and IF they had opposable thumbs, I'll bet that every now and then Pookey would leaf through his yearbook, and would come across this picture of himself when he was at his absolute athletic peak, and would say to himself, 'Dang, I looked good!'
Today, of course, he is starting to look a bit moth-eaten from spending so much time lying on the shavings. I gave him a really good grooming this afternoon, currying really hard to loosed all of the dust and scurf, and going over him three times with the horsehair brush dipped in coat conditioner. I am concerned that the MVP products I love might no longer be available: tomorrow, when we haul up to Pilot Point to visit Dr. Donnell, I will stop at VetLine to check and see.
Today's x-rays looked reasonably promising, as it appears that he has not had significant rotation since last Friday. He was able to stand quite still while we shot them on the floor of the barn with the cat x-ray machine...
Tomorrow we will be rising early and shooting some video of him moving before he gets his pain meds. Then, after his Equioxx has had some time to kick in, we will attempt to load up and start our haul while it is still reasonably cool.
Wish us luck!
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