Two horses, two kitties, one 1991 silver BMW, and a ton (literally. ha ha) of stuff.
Although technically most of the stuff has yet to arrive.
Chev had a pretty rough time on the trip back. A few hours from home she started acting colicy, hauler called me, and I kind of freaked out a little inside. For the first few days I was worried I would lose her. I nursed her along (ironically the baby, who had only ever been in a trailer once, was just fine) and now she's back to normal and doing great.
However, it does make me concede that I'll likely not be moving my horses across country again any time soon.
It's pretty nice here in the green, cool (seriously, what is up with this 90+ degree weather lately??) PNW.
I moved them back to a barn I used to board at, and the owner was nice enough to let the girls hang out in a pipe corral big enough for the two of them--24 hours a day. They are doing great out there.
I had a bit of a set back with Chevy's feet: the second her toesies touched Oregon soil, they went all to mush. I had my beloved farrier out shortly after their return (THANK GOODNESS for good farriers!) and Chev has just been on hoof rehab recently--until 2 days ago, when I climbed aboard my horse for the first time in two months. I miss it.
Hoof comparison...On the left, soon after her shoes were pulled 5/8/12; the right, same foot yesterday, 8/12/12:
It'll probably be a couple trim cycles before her feet are perfect (I can see the shape is off and her toe looks long in the solar view--not so much from the side), but boy am I pleased. She's still a little tender on rocks (I've been treating with Hoof-Tough, a mixture of iodine and formaldehyde), but she's doing SO great. Her frog is firm but spongy like a good rubber ball, the deep crack is completely gone and her heel bulbs look great. So yay for barefoot! I'm glad I was patient with her and didn't slap shoes right back on without giving her a chance to mend herself.
I'm now working at an equine hospital in the area, and I'm pretty excited about the job. It's giving me lots of opportunities to learn more horse (and cow, and sheep, and goat, and pig) things--and there's so much to know! In fact, I better head to bed so I can get up early tomorrow.
I'll leave you with a few pictures.
Chev shares her dinner in the pipe corral. I honestly never thought I'd see that kind of sharing from this mare, but boy, is it cute.
Chev and the neighbor
Tiny looks worried when she's not stuck to Chevy's flank.
'Til next time!