Yesterday the vet came for the Spring routine. That meant vaccinations, sheath cleaning (I like the vet to do it at least once a year), teeth floating and a general look over.
This was Dr. McAndrews, one of the female vets from Colts Head Vet Clinic. The only reason I note that is because she loves to float teeth and I guess it really doesn't matter how big or small the horse is. She showed me a picture from her floating a mini the other day--she was being "helped" by the Trigger's equally mini companion, Ginger. So cute.
I was particularly proud of Chance who has been a handful in the past. I asked him if he would help us by cooperating before we started, and sure enough, he did. The last time, despite the tranquilizer, he was not exactly an angel.
We didn't do all the vaccines this trip, so I another two weeks or so, we'll have another visit to finish up. That's when we'll draw blood for the coggins tests. I'm not sure I'll be shipping the horses anywhere, or competing, but it's always a good idea to have the paperwork if needed.
Today, I rode Chance. I am pleased to report that he felt much sounder his hind leg. He was just a very little uneven on the left rein and I did not have to post on the wrong diagonal to help him along. We did quite a bit of trotting in the arena, a session of canter on each lead, and then I went out to the pasture for some hill work. Because it's been raining for so many days, I didn't want to trot downhill in case of slipping, but uphill was fine.
My brain considered riding Tucker too, but my body said to wait until next time.
I think my horses are fitter than I am.