Nice Weather, But No Riding
Not too sure why, but I haven't ridden since the last time. Part of it is because the muscle in my hip is hurting. I think I need to see the doctor to find out if that pin is causing a problem.
Don't like to think about that as it could require more surgery. On the other hand, I would like to get rid of some of the pain.
Otherwise, I seem to be busy doing other things. I had to get my truck repaired, I got some new glasses, I took stuff to sell and sold it at a yard sale at my church, and I've subbed a few times.
Not to worry. The Boys are not neglected.
I am switching Toby over to Purina Senior feed. It has prebiotics in it and is specially blended for older horses. I may be able to cut back his grain a little with the higher fat content (I am still feeding Healthy Edge) but we'll see. He's not skinny, but I'd like to see a bit more flesh over his ribs.
The other two Boys are on the chubby side, so it's hard to judge when I make a comparison.
A large tree branch fell on my horse trailer the other day. The trailer seems to be fine, but I need help with the branch so I called a tree company. The guy actually is connected to the landscape guys two houses over, so that's why I called him.
Something kind of cute happened when he came over to give me the estimate. The Boys were way out in the far part of the pasture. The tree guy and I started talking near the front paddock.
Suddenly, Tucker's head went up and he nickered. It was really unusual. He called again and broke into a gallop racing in from the field to the paddock. Toby and Chance followed along as a thundering little herd.
Tucker came right over to the fence to see what was going on.
I have no idea why he behaved that way. It does make me wonder. Was it my voice? Or the tree guy?
Was Tucker worried about me? Had he been cared for by a Spanish groom when he was a baby--the tree guy is from Mexico? If Toby had behaved that way, I might have understood the Mexican possibility as the last farm where he boarded, his caretaker was a wonderful Mexican horseman who was one of the most caring people I have ever met.
I like to think it was my voice and he wanted to make sure I was OK with the strange person on the property.
Then again, he did get some carrots from the both of us. *G*