The horsey dentist came on Saturday. All 3 horses where very good! I had no idea if Chance had ever had dental work done so she approached him like he had not. It didn't take long for
him to decide that he really liked this lady and because he can get mouthy when nervous, having things put in his mouth was a good thing. He was allowed to chew on the files and I think the filling must have felt good. He was more than happy to stand and let her do whatever she needed to. She was able to get a good look into his mouth, he is approx. 7 like I
thought and his wolf teeth are gone which means he did have some work done at sometime. It
has been a while though, he has horrible sores in his mouth. Hopefully they will be better soon.
Oh, the ponies were very good also. Poor CC thought he was getting a shot though. He ran around the paddock away from us looking horrified. The treats in her hand made him think twice about the running and as soon as he realized there would be no needles he was fine. Does anyone have any ideas about how to work on this problem? Giving him a shot is a horrible experience for everyone.
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The Horsewoman's Prayer
Dearest God in Heaven,
Give me the strength to guide my horse, make my hands soft and my head clear. Let my horse understand me and I him. My heart you have blessed with a special love of these animals, let me never lose sight of it. My soul you have gifted with a deep need for them, let that need never lessen.
Always let my breath catch as the sun gleams on an elegant head. Always let my throat tighten at the sound of a gentle nicker. Let the scent of fresh hay and a new bag of grain always be sweet to me. Let the warm touch of a soft nose on my hand always bring me a smile. I adore the joy of a warm day on the farm. The grace and spendor of a running horse, the thunder of it's hooves makes my eyes burn and my heart soar, let it always be so.
Grant me patience, for horses are harnessed wind and
wind can be flighty. Let me not frighten or harm them,
instead show me ways to understand them. When I pass from this world, send my soul to no heaven without them,
For this love you have given me graces my existence and
I shall cherish it, and praise You for it, for all time. Amen
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Dearest God in Heaven,
Give me the strength to guide my horse, make my hands soft and my head clear. Let my horse understand me and I him. My heart you have blessed with a special love of these animals, let me never lose sight of it. My soul you have gifted with a deep need for them, let that need never lessen.
Always let my breath catch as the sun gleams on an elegant head. Always let my throat tighten at the sound of a gentle nicker. Let the scent of fresh hay and a new bag of grain always be sweet to me. Let the warm touch of a soft nose on my hand always bring me a smile. I adore the joy of a warm day on the farm. The grace and spendor of a running horse, the thunder of it's hooves makes my eyes burn and my heart soar, let it always be so.
Grant me patience, for horses are harnessed wind and
wind can be flighty. Let me not frighten or harm them,
instead show me ways to understand them. When I pass from this world, send my soul to no heaven without them,
For this love you have given me graces my existence and
I shall cherish it, and praise You for it, for all time. Amen
Author Unknown
He knows when you're happy
He knows when you're comfortable
He knows when you're confident
And he always know when you have carrots.
~Author Unknown
He knows when you're comfortable
He knows when you're confident
And he always know when you have carrots.
~Author Unknown
"Courage is being scared to death, but saddling up anyway".
by John Wayne
by John Wayne
Somewhere in time's own space
There must be some sweet pastured place
Where creeks sing on and tall trees grow
Some paradise where horses go,
For by the love that guides my pen
I know great horses live again.
~Stanley Harrison
There must be some sweet pastured place
Where creeks sing on and tall trees grow
Some paradise where horses go,
For by the love that guides my pen
I know great horses live again.
~Stanley Harrison
2 comments:
What part of giving him a shot is trouble? At what point does he/you start getting worried?
He gets worried as soon as he sees the syringe. Actually I think he can smell it! If he even suspects he is going to get a shot he is off to the other side of the paddock. The dentist must have a smell on her similiar to the vet. As soon as he saw her he was off with that terrified look. He did come to her for treats and settled when he realized he wasn't getting a shot.
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