Mostly all is well. To be honest, Chev has been just a pasture puff for the last 2 months. I haven't had good access to an arena, and the pasture has been taking enough of a beating with just the regular walking back and forth. Because of the drought, the grass has failed. Luckily I was able to purchase a nice local 3x3x8 780 pound bale of grass/alfalfa...so they certainly haven't been suffering for want of forage.
Tiny is so wonderful. She is easy, forgiving, and very smart. And she is so--nice! So friendly, she always wants to be right at my elbow, hoping for a scratch.
Unfortunately she has developed a dental cyst--or possibly an impacted tooth. I had the local vet out to look at her, which I thought would entail sedation, a thorough dental exam, and then a plan. Instead, the vet took literally one look at her and told me she needed surgery. He tried to twitch her (which she was having NOTHING of...now I know how they got her feet done before), was unsuccessful, felt the lump some more, and told me she'd have to go to CSU or up to Sheridan to a dental specialist.
To be honest...I was pretty flabbergasted. So sedation, no dental exam, and I was looking suddenly at surgery. I called a vet down at CSU and explained the situation, hoping for more information. He was very nice, and said he didn't think it sounded serious. He told me to make sure to get xrays before I took her ANYWHERE, and if I did he would be happy to look at them and consult with a surgeon on my behalf. That made me feel a lot better.
I also emailed pictures and a detailed description to my vet back home, who I LOVE, and who has helped me with all of Chev's medical indiscretions--and he also said while it warranted a dental exam, he didn't feel it would be a big issue. He couldn't guess why the local vet didn't just sedate her and look.
She is eating and drinking enthusiastically, has no temperature, no nasal drainage or drainage anywhere else, and the hard lump on her lower right mandible hasn't changed in the last week. It isn't hot and she doesn't react to pressure on it. I get no pain response whatsoever. I hope it turns out to be benign. And I really hope...
...that it won't need further treatment before I return to Oregon at the end of July!
Yes, that's right, I (along with my 2 cats and the horses, of course) will be moving back to home sweet home at the end of next month.
So, in a mixture of elation, excitement, stress, and extreme depression, since the SO will be staying here in Wyoming--I am planning the return of the prodigal daughter.
In other news, Tiny has gained almost 100 lbs in the last month. She now weighs in at a hefty 860 pounds--and she's still a week of her second birthday! Yikes!
I'm also happy to report that all my ebay items sold for what I hoped they would.
Without further ado...
This is from today. There are a lot of pictures of her with her head in the feeder because that's about all she does these days. Look at that hay belly!
It's Chev's barn.
She got a slice on her hip--but it's all healed up now.
She is such a lovely redhead!
And here's the blonde!
Oh...got an itch.
Look at those big booty girls! Yeesh!
There's that pretty Tiny horse!
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