Beel took Estee out earlier in the week, but only got to the top of the switch-back before he decided she was hurting too much to go for a ride and walked her back. I know she's got arthritis and I've just been giving her enough bute to make her comfortable until she gets warmed up. Once we get those old joints moving, she feels so much better. I liken it to the first thirty minutes of my workout - I hate it, hate it, hate it, but then everything loosens up and I'm good to go. If we don't exercise her, I'm afraid she'll get stove up and we'll all be sad.
I haven't started her on any joint supplements simply because I can't get to Murdoch's before they close or my time is too limited when I'm racing up the mountain for a ride. After Saturday's ride, though, Mom and I went through a bunch of supplements online and settled on a liquid glucosomine/chondroitin thing-y. We'll give it two weeks. If it works, I'll buy it in bulk, if not, we'll try something else.
Anyway, I buted Her Highness and gave her about half an hour for it to kick in, then pulled her to go out for an hour. Beel finished up his chores just as I was getting ready to mount up and decided to join me.
We've recently had a lot of moisture. I'm glad of it. I really am. Everything is so nice and green and healthy looking. Except I don't much appreciate the moisture when I'm getting ready to ride. I waited until the rain stopped, pulled Estee, slapped on a pad and the bareback pad, ran into the house for something and when I came back out, a slow drizzle had started. That stupid fleece bareback pad just loved soaking up that drizzle, so I felt like I'd just peed myself when I mounted up. Grrr.
Even though she was hurting, she didn't hesitate to step out on the ride.
|This is the trail from the livery to the Hwy.|
I don't think I've ever taken a picture of it,
not even when Momma Fargo got ejected from Washoe here.
|It looks dreary out, but it was just about perfect.|
A nice slow, drizzle and comfortable temps.
|I did put a rain slicker on, but only to stay dry.|
If it was cold, I would have put on my duster to keep my heat in.
|Which trail, Mom?|
|That might be kinda cool over there. Can we go?|
|We're going way over there?|
|That could be kind of cool.|
|But this will do, too, I suppose.|
*sigh* *huff* *sigh*
I walked with her down to the creek crossing at the livery and then I faced a conundrum. With all of the moisture, the creek is too wide for me to jump across and with all of the livery horses walking back and forth across it numerous times a day, it's a muddy bloody mess. Beel told me I should re-mount just to cross the creek, but I didn't want Estee to have to carry my weight across and deal with the slippery mud. Beel tried to convince me to "dead indian" it - lie across Estee's back just long enough to cross, but I thought I might be able to sneak across using the grass along the edge. He warned me that he'd tried the same thing when he walked her back a couple of days ago and that he had sunk in the mud.
I should have listened.
|Damn. Don't you hate it when your parents are right?|
He had a good laugh and I admitted I should have hopped up on Estes for the four steps it would have taken her to get across.
I'm going to have Dr. Dave adjust her when he's up next to see if that helps loosen her hips up and hopefully we'll see some improvement with the supplement. Until then, no riding of Her Highness for me. I'll go up on Wednesday for my ride, but Her Highness will get ponied for her exercise, not ridden. I suspect I'm grounded for at least a couple of weeks until we figure out what's going on with her. I'll take video on Wednesday and post it. Maybe you all will have some ideas.