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Phew... now here it comes... the word that cancels out the above:
BUT, I am so sick and tired of hand walking my lil' pinto pony! And, at a client meeting this week, a CFO kindly said that he would say a prayer for her healing. I stopped him and thanked him profusely for his kindness. And. then begged that he would pray, not for her healing (she will heal to 100%) but that I would stop this god forsaken whining!
Sigh... patience and acceptance is not one of the virtues I embrace. Want to have? YES! Embrace? NO!
|At least watching, I can |
enjoy the beautiful colors of Fall
Clearly if not patience, what has this experience given me? No, my house and tack are still not sparkling and the closets are still stuffed with things that need a bit of organization. And I can assure you that I haven't solved world peace or found a cure for cancer.
What it has given me is the clear understanding at how frustrating lay-ups are to owners/riders/persons. Our on-injured-reserve-list-ponies are having a good time eating, drinking and being gently attended to with their every need met.
|Sug looking stressed with her boy toy!|
Sugar has enjoyed the company of an older sophisticated UL dressage horse and a young boy toy who is just getting a career going. She has a full belly, is groomed every evening and is hand walked during which she has moments of grazing to "stretch her neck and back muscles".
Our on-injured-reserve-list-ponies are not suffering. Their owners are...
|Last show, jumping Novice again!|
Lucky and grateful me!
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The vet comes tomorrow for the next lameness exam, ultrasound and shock wave therapy. I'll show up in riding attire acting as hopeful as my hound watching me eat - so eager, trying so hard not to let my anticipation erupt in sound. Maybe tomorrow will be the day we will be set slightly free! Maybe!