I spent most of last week week in a fever-induced haze. I really recommend avoiding the awful flu-virus-thing that’s been circling around right now. Granted, it knocked two days out of my work week, but I don’t exactly enjoy days off that are spent hiding in bed because I can’t sit upright!
I’m mostly back to health at this point. I’ve still got a cough and a stuffy nose, but that’s tolerable. I spent most of my sick time praying that I was well by Friday, because I was not about to spend my second weekend as a horse owner in bed!
I’m currently cuddled up in my very own bed, but I had a fabulous staying up north with a coworker, who generously offered me a place to stay during the weekends. It may turn into something more permanent, but I’m not sure at this point. I have a very lovely living situation where I am the most comfortable I’ve ever been, but it’s an hour away from most of what I do. So, we shall see. This weekend, however, I’m enjoying the fact I’m not travelling back and forth so much!
I brought said coworker, L (who I will distinguish from barn owner L…somehow. Hah) to meet Image on Saturday. She is a savvy horsewoman who has a barnful herself, consisting of a few Arabs, an Appaloosa, three donkeys and a mule. She had many kind things to say about my critter, who was polite and quiet around her. She stayed with us for a bit, and then headed back to the house to meet the equine masseuse she had coming.
I worked with Image a bit — same simple stuff as last week. He is a bit sticky going to the left on the lunge line, so we worked on refining his response time when I ask him to whoa on the end of the line. It was a little on the icy side, so we stuck to one end of the ring and didn’t do a whole hell of a lot. I also spent a little time hanging out with him at the big mounting block we have at the barn. I stood on it and made some noise while he watched (with a bit of concern) me. I leaned across his back and scratched his belly, and had him stand as if I was going to get on him. He took most of it in stride, but was obviously on the tenser side. So, I spent about ten minutes just chattering at him and giving him wither scratches until he heaved a big sigh and cocked a hind leg. That’s what I wanted to see — a sufficiently bored horse with no concern at all that anything bad was about to happen. I called it a day, and brought him back into the barn for a spa treatment.
Admittedly, I’m a bit vain when it comes to my horse’s hair. I love long manes and full tails. Luckily, Image has both (if you ignore his adorable but slightly silly looking poof of a forelock!). I set to work with some Cowboy Magic and some Eqyss Survivor. It didn’t take long before his tail was soft and shiny, and his mane laid flat. I braided up his tail and mane…making sure to use matching braiding bands in a bright blue. The inner child in me squealed in delight.
Lastly, against everything I’ve been taught, I gave him a once over with the Cowboy Magic spray. I don’t intend on riding him for quite some time, so I figured I could get away with using the slightly slippery coat polish on the saddle area. I’m really glad I did, because it really brought the shine back into his coat. He stood and napped on the cross ties (which have become a non-issue with very little work!) as I buffed and braided, covering myself in horse hair and grooming spray. He didn’t flinch when I dragged the smaller, plastic mounting block into the aisle and plopped it next to him. I used it to braid up his mane and give him a short bridle path with one of the little purple horse shavers I had hidden in my grooming box. He didn’t even startle when I yelped in pain after slicing my finger open with said purple horse shaver…nor was he concerned as I rushed around trying to find something to wrap my finger in so I didn’t bleed all over my shiny black horse.