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Most days start the same {we wake up}. Most days end the same {we go to bed}.

It’s the stuff in between that can take your day from a well-planned, uneventful day, to  total chaos a day filled with unplanned learning opportunities.

Yep.

You know where I’m going with this, don’t you? But, at this point, you are going down the checklist of possibilities; trying to figure out which is most likely.

Kids.

Kittens.

Puppy.

Dogs.

Horses.

Chicks.

What’s your guess?

If you took “Horses for $100, Alex,” you’d be right.

Blech.

So, I was folding my laundry in my room, and getting my day all lined out, all nice and quiet like, and then I heard the herd of elephants stampede.

Those of you who think only cattle can stampede haven’t had more than a single horse………….  😆

One thing to know about horses is that they get wound up when the barometric pressure changes.

Want to know if a storm is coming in? Check your arthritis or find some horses. Either of those will tell you.

We knew there was a storm blowing in, so we weren’t really surprised to find that everyone was sure feeling their oats this morning. {No, don’t worry, we don’t actually feed them that…}

It was cold, and the wind had started to pick up a bit.

Breakfast was, overall, uneventful. Once they eat, we turn them out into the big pasture. Normally, this is a relatively calm event…………..

So, anyhow, I’m upstairs, folding my laundry, mapping out my day. I needed to take Cookie Monster doggy to the vet to get her stitches from her spay taken out. After that, I needed to get back to the painting.

And then Magic went flying by, and I heard the stampede. I couldn’t see anyone but Magic, but I figured they were getting it out of their systems before the precipitation came.

And then I heard the door slam shut and the pounding of feet up the stairs.

The report, as it were, was that Boi had fallen and Angel had run into something. They thought there might be injuries.

“Well, go and check and then let me know,” I said, as I continued folding my laundry. “I am making good time this morning,” I thought, “I’ll be able to get to the vet and back by lunch.”

The door slammed again and an even faster pounding of feet came up the stairs.

“Angel hit her face and is bleeding all over!”

With instructions to go catch her, I flew around, changing my sweats into jeans and grabbing my hoodie. I texted Hunny on the way down, so he would have a head’s up.

WARNING! GRAPHIC PICTURES WITH BLOOD!

I didn’t want you to be caught off-guard.

Where was I?

Oh yes. I was headed into the pasture.

When I got there, this is what I saw:

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You have probably figured out by now that I don’t really panic. I am pretty good at assessing the situation and determining what needs to happen.

As a rule, my kids freak out and think that everything is way worse than what it is.

This, however, falls into the category of “Absolutely Needs To Have Sutures.”

I don’t suture. 🙂

Nope, that is one of those things I feel the need to leave to the professionals because, well, they have the right drugs to go along with the experience. 😆

I was in the pasture and called the vet’s office, once I realized I didn’t have her cell phone number. Somehow, that number didn’t make it into my phone, and I couldn’t send her a picture to her pager.

The vet’s office texted me her number, and I texted her the picture.

Yepper, she’d be out today. She was currently in a barn full of horses, getting ready for the showing season. She would call me within the hour to let me know what time she’d be able to get here this afternoon, after she had finished with the others.

I should have time to head to the doggie vet while she was figuring it out.

I dashed into the house and got the puppy ready to go. Little dog is a riot, and every time we go, she wants to go, too, even to the vet.  It just means more barking when we get there, but she loves to ride in the car, unlike Cookie Monster who is always seriously soaked from her drool in the car.

So. Middle daughter J stayed outside with her horse to help keep her calm. Oldest daughter J went with me to the vet.

On the way home, the vet, K, called to let us know she was on her way. Daughter J texted Hunny, who was going to head home and meet us.

As it turns out, when she got the picture, the owner of the other horses saw it, too, and took pity on us. They had 2 horses sedated already, so they told K that as soon as she got done with them, they could finish the other horses another day, and please, could she go put our horse’s face back together sooner?

Isn’t that awesome?! The horse community is astonishingly welcoming and giving; at least the folks we’ve met.

We love our vets! This is the same vet that came and gelded Boi in the side pasture, so we were familiar with her style under {our} stress.

After some evaluation, she agreed that while Angel needed to be stitched back together, her eye was probably ok. She’d know more once she got to cleaning and working on fixing her back up.

The first step was to sedate Angel. Then she got to work shaving the area.

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After she cleaned, it was time to prepare and numb the area so she could get to suturing it back together.

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Did you do a double-take on this picture? 🙂 Are you now thinking we’re being barbaric with our cruel and unusual punishment of this poor horse?

Actually, there is a method to the madness……… this handle thingy is called a twitch. It’s wrapped up in her upper lip because there is a pressure point that will stimulate the release of endorphins, which helps the horse with pain. You gently rock the twitch, which releases the endorphins so that the stick of the needle won’t hurt as much.

I think that is awesome!

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Just a wee little bit longer, and the anesthetized, clean wound was ready for the stitching.

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Ta da! All done!

That last little bit needed a few staples, which we’ll have taken out in a few weeks unless they work themselves out in the meantime.

Whew. I love our vet(s), but I’d rather not have to see her like this.

I especially appreciate her willingness to explain absolutely everything she’s doing, including the anatomy and the whys of what she’s doing. She talks in terms that are clinical, yet are easy for us to understand. She has always answered the kids’ questions, and chuckles as they tell their stories.

She even took the time to show us the skull fracture; the bone bruise, and explain why we’re watching for what we’re watching for. She doesn’t think that there will be any problems with the healing, but if there are, we know where it will be.

Once she left, I stayed outside, wrapping the electrical lines connected to the poles in neon orange tape so they are more visible. We are going to cut up some pool noodles and give the lines some padding this weekend, but the tape should help in the meantime.

Now it’s evening, and the girls are out feeding. I need to go help with hay, and then I’m going to go put my feet up.

What did you do today? 😀

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