I am thinking about changing my horse's name to 'Poor Boy'. I probably won't but that is what I say to him a lot. His bad foot swelled up a little day before yesterday. The human girl soaked it in warm epsom salts that day and yesterday twice. This morning it is even worse not better. I feel so sad for him. He just keeps going like there is nothing wrong so I know he really isn't suffering but it just seems like it would have to hurt. He favors it just a little bit. Not like when he first came to live with me. No not like that. Just a little bit. This is about the third time since I got him that this has
happened.
When the human girl was out her this morning with his soaking bucket she was looking at the bottom of his foot and I heard her tell him that it sure was looking better down there. She told told him that under it there it was getting much better. That it was filling in real nice and strong. Oh well that's a good thing is what I was thinking because the other part of it is swollen! Couldn't she see that? Well I guess she could since she had brought the soaking bucket out and was putting his foot into it but still it seems odd that she would say it looks better. Maybe it was the part that she was looking at that is better. Oh that must be it. The bottom part, the part that comes in
contact with the ground is getting better. I wonder why the bottom and the top can't look better at the same time? Not for me to know I guess.
It may be a good thing that it has been raining ever since I said how dry it was out here in my pasture because that makes the ground soft for my Pretty Boy to walk on. I'm sure he will be better later today or maybe in the morning between now and then he has my heart and my prayers.
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