Well....I called the Ferrier...he'll be out tomorrow evening....
When Tim came home from the farm, last night, he was really concerned about Tonka....
After my eye doctor appointment, today...I struggled with the thoughts of going out to the farm. Luckily...it was gray and the sun wasn't shining...so, I really felt I had to go out. So, dilated eyes and all...I went to the farm with my funny "old people looking over the glasses, sun glasses." I would have never been able to drive there myself...but I could certainly ride there.
Tim and I got to the farm and I grabbed Frank's halter and shank and walked out to the field...Frank was so happy to see him. I petted him briefly...and then continued on to see Tonka.
Well...he's about the same...but walking differently.
Well...It was clear to me that we are having laminitis flair up. We're fairly certain, from his back legs hurting, he put more weight on his front legs and through his weight off balanced and then the spring grass....all recipes for disaster...
So, I went to the little tack store down the street from Beth's. They were closed, but Bob opened up for us (gotta love the eastern shore). We got Tonka a grass muzzle. I purchased it so that we could have it for back...just in case Beth is unable to get him in and out, she'll be able to put that on him and he won’t be able to eat too much grass. He'll be able to; just limited (too bad I can't get one of these things for me!).
I also got a few other things at almost rock bottom prices…
Beth had contacted her Ferrier for me and well...he agreed to come out to see Tonka. I talked to him and well...I'm very nervous about meeting this guy. He sounds like he knows his stuff...but do you know how you feel as a women going to a car repair shop....well, this is about how I feel about dealing with the Ferrier. This guy really seemed to try to scare the crap out of me.
When I finally said, well, honestly, this is the 3rd year in a row I've had to deal with this. Tonka honestly needs shoes; I can't do them myself. Tim can trim...but shoes are out of the question. The Doctor was just out last week and did the hoof tester and there was no sign of laminitis...but now...well...we're not sure. I explained about the fence and why the doctor was out...so honestly, I'm not a moron when it comes to this. It's something we've been dealing with since we got Tonka.
Anyway...after that...said macho dude...decided to slow down and be a little nicer. But that doesn't make me feel any better about meeting this guy tomorrow by myself.
So, Tonka is sleeping in the riding ring tonight and Frank is happily pigging out on clover grass in the riding arena...Poor Kids. Well, Frank is probably missing his brother about now....but he can still see him.
Anyway, I'm so completely stressed out.
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