Whoa!

Long time no post, I know. But OMG was last week crazy! A week ago last Saturday, I bought a new car. My old one was on it's last leg, so I decided to trade it in before it died completely and was worth even less. I now have a much younger, more dependable car WITH a warranty! Whoo!

Due to the car-trade-buying, I didn't get to see Gwen for a solid five days (SAD!) and when I finally got to see her last Monday, her wound was looking not so great. Instead of being completely healed, it was puffy and oozing puss. Very gross.  She wasn't limping, thank God, but I had to hose it down and poke at it to get most of the nasty stuff out (definitely didn't like that), and then hose it again before slathering ointment on it. After five days of the same routine, her leg is almost 100% healed! There's just a small scab where the wound was, but there's no swelling, and she doesn't seem to have any pain there at all, whoohoo!!

I didn't see her Saturday or Sunday. I'm not sure how she feels about those days that I don't go down. Is she glad for the break? Does she miss me? I'm not sure she would miss me in the same way that people miss each other, but since routine is such a big thing for horses, I wonder if she wonders where I am. But that's all philosophy. The cold hard truth is that... I know my horse loves me!

Whenever I go "catch" Gwen, I make sure that I rub all over her, both sides, before I ask her to wear the halter. This way, she doesn't feel like I just show up and nab her, and I get a chance to walk around her and look for any boo-boo's, etc. Today, she was picking at the leftover bits of hay on the ground, (which is pretty typical) as I walked around her, but when I came around her rear and up on her left side, her head was up and tilted toward me, and she was giving me her left eye and ear. This is new! Usually she will acknowledge me, but this was more than that. So I decided to see if she would walk with me a little bit without the halter. I've tried in the past with zero response, and she usually just goes back to picking at hay-bits. Today, she walked ALL THE WAY back to the gate with her head at my shoulder, no halter, no rope (I didn't even have to put my hand on her) and she looked happy and content to be there. I was completely and totally blown away. BEST DAY EVER!! I didn't care what we did after that, I was over the moon!

I am so completely thrilled that she wanted to be with me. True, it wasn't dinner time, but she still chose to walk with me to the gate, knowing we would be leaving the turnout, and she stuck to me like glue. <3

I repeat. Best. Day Ever!

"What's that!"

Yummy round-pen grass! Nom nom nom.

J