Saw Jack again today. The horse, that is. I don't actually know any person named Jack.
He was great; hardly any limp or favoring of the front feet, his hives are almost gone (!!!!!) and his trot is actually rather comfortable. He kind of lifts you out of the saddle, so that if you don't quite try to post you still get a good lift, which means a more stable leg, less bounce and a smoother ride.
He got a little spooky when I took him on the trail. Everything was freaking him out - even people with other horses (on horseback or leading their horse) was making him come to a full stop to check it out. I think it's because he has so much energy pent up.
The only thing that wasn't quite kosher was that he has this mysterious scrape on his right hindquarter, about 6 inches out from the hip bone. It wouldn't have bothered me much (horses get little scrapes all the time) but it was crusty with blood and I hadn't seen it Sunday. So I took photos of it (as I had no ointment to put on it), and washed him. I plan to send the photos to my instructor tomorrow morning to get her thoughts. He'll be fine, but I'd like to treat it with triple antibiotic or something so it doesn't get infected.
We shared an apple at the end of the day. I'm hoping this will become our little ritual, so that he will start trusting that I have his best interests at heart.
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