Rory learned about tying this weekend. And wound cleaning...
The one came from the other. He banged a front fetlock on something and cut the front of the fetlock. It was a little swollen on Sunday which was how I noticed it. It had scabbed over by then, so I decided to hot compress to get the scab off and the blood circulating.
I didn't have anyone around to help, so I looped the lead over a fence board and had the wash mitt on my other hand to wrap around his fetlock. Rory was less than thrilled about the deal and he wiggled and went forwards and backwards to try and escape the compress. He sat back and pulled a couple of times, but gave it up as pointless very quickly each time (less than 30s) and tried going forwards instead. He found that didn't work either as he ran into the rope from fence to me.
Anyway, I got the scab off and could feel that the cut wasn't deep so I let him go. Monday it was oozing a bit, so I brought him and mum up to the wash rack to give it a proper cleaning. I got someone to hold him for me to I could use two hands and scrub it out properly with betadine scrub. He was very good. He tried to pull his foot away, tried to back up, and tried to jump forwards once. Nothing worked and he stood quietly while I finished. I got a good look at the injury, and it was a nice healthy pink after scrubbing, so I just put a bit of hibitane on.
His new coat is showing through the foal fuzz and it's making him look sooty dirty. His ears have completely shed their baby fuzz on the backs and are a lovely dark chocolate brown colour. It's kind of like unwrapping a present - wondering what's underneath? He's really cute with the dark ears and eye rings on his bright chestnut head. Makes his eyes look huge.
He invited me to play when I was in his paddock on Sunday. Unfortunately he clipped my hip with a hoof when he did his trademark stop, half rear and fling front feet out forward. I had to reprimand him and send him away so he'd learn that people are not playmates. He was back shortly afterwards, respectfully stopping a couple of steps away and waiting for me to close the gap and give him lots of scritches.
The one came from the other. He banged a front fetlock on something and cut the front of the fetlock. It was a little swollen on Sunday which was how I noticed it. It had scabbed over by then, so I decided to hot compress to get the scab off and the blood circulating.
I didn't have anyone around to help, so I looped the lead over a fence board and had the wash mitt on my other hand to wrap around his fetlock. Rory was less than thrilled about the deal and he wiggled and went forwards and backwards to try and escape the compress. He sat back and pulled a couple of times, but gave it up as pointless very quickly each time (less than 30s) and tried going forwards instead. He found that didn't work either as he ran into the rope from fence to me.
Anyway, I got the scab off and could feel that the cut wasn't deep so I let him go. Monday it was oozing a bit, so I brought him and mum up to the wash rack to give it a proper cleaning. I got someone to hold him for me to I could use two hands and scrub it out properly with betadine scrub. He was very good. He tried to pull his foot away, tried to back up, and tried to jump forwards once. Nothing worked and he stood quietly while I finished. I got a good look at the injury, and it was a nice healthy pink after scrubbing, so I just put a bit of hibitane on.
His new coat is showing through the foal fuzz and it's making him look sooty dirty. His ears have completely shed their baby fuzz on the backs and are a lovely dark chocolate brown colour. It's kind of like unwrapping a present - wondering what's underneath? He's really cute with the dark ears and eye rings on his bright chestnut head. Makes his eyes look huge.
He invited me to play when I was in his paddock on Sunday. Unfortunately he clipped my hip with a hoof when he did his trademark stop, half rear and fling front feet out forward. I had to reprimand him and send him away so he'd learn that people are not playmates. He was back shortly afterwards, respectfully stopping a couple of steps away and waiting for me to close the gap and give him lots of scritches.
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