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Then I grew up and realized thats just life and I needed to put my big girl panties on a deal with it.
Props to all of you who stuck around through that whiney bitch ass phase in my life.
However, the shitstorm goes on.
2016 seems to be a random mess of terror attacks, political bullshit, riots, racism, radicalism, Brexit, and people dying everywhere. I don't like thinking about it and admittedly hide in my tiny, relatively safe corner of Ohio and pretend for a few hours a day that horrible shit isn't happening around me.
It feels like everyone says that "this year is the worst" about every year, but 2016 truly is a clusterfuck.
Have we tried unplugging 2016 waiting ten seconds and plugging it back in?
I'm not sure if I've been living in denial or what, but looking back and analyzing, it HAS actually been particularly brutal in my little corner of the world. Yankee surgery in Feb., car troubles, switching jobs, constant anxiety over money, starting a dual graduate degree, dealing past and new injuries, etc. I think it all just piled up to my breaking point (yesterday). Seemingly easy to type out, & might seem small to others battling things like cancer or divorce or death, but for me...its a lot. *Fledgling adult human reaching breaking point* #adultingishard
In reality though, none of those things are truly horrendous and its all about perspective honestly. However, I admittedly have lost what semblance to normalcy I was clinging to when Bacardi tossed BOTH his front shoes yesterday...yet again. I think my dibilitating back injury and new medication hasn't helped my mental state, but I definetly lost grip on reality for a minute or 73 when I got that text.
|Me? I would never|
I know, I know, first world problems.
But I really thought we were past this 'last time.' We took a 5 week break after repeated shoe flingings, tried glue on shoes WITH clips and all seemed well in the world when he didn't rip them off after a day.
5 days. Thats all it took.
We are at a loss on what to do. Farrier hasn't seen this happen ever in 25 years, I've never HEARD of a horse losing shoes this frequently ever, my trainer is baffled and social media friends are like ???
|Problem child Exhibit A|
I definitely took about 2 hours to completely pout and complain to my lovely, supportive horse friends and then I took a nap. When I woke up I felt a renewed fervor to ponder why this is happening and how to fix it.
**Please for the love of god if someone suggests a new farrier, so help me....feel free to PM me, but my farrier is just dandy. He handles EME horses and Yankee feet just fine. I love him and he's a saint.
|B, Y UR FEET SO DUMB??|
The ONLY thing that has changed in the last year is B receiving routine bodywork. So I frantically texted my massage lady my thoughts and she actually agreed that the bodywork could be changing his way of moving so much that he simply is not used to moving this way and grabs the shoes off. Repeatedly. Hmmmmm. Kind of makes sense actually.
Its a small shot, but its all I got.
His feet are actually quite strong and healthy minus having been ripped to shreds the last few weeks. So the new POA is to try and transition him to barefoot.
You may state, "But oh, Monica, last time you tried that he went lame"
|See; shitty rocky field|
I also was riding only in a shitty rocky field at that point in time and not groomed arenas & soft grass. Last time he yanked those suckers off (2 weeks ago) he was great barefoot on the lunge and under saddle. So we are going to try it.
So possibly; Goodbye show season. Goodbye topline. Goodbye riding.
I don't know. I know it could be a quick transition or a slow one, but either way I'm committed to trying this out.
He's going to stay inside during this sweltering heat wave, get spoiled with a shitload of extra bedding, packed with magic cushion for a few days and then we will begin operation Transition Barefoot and turnout.
I'm incredibly bummed that this is how it panned out, but I want him comfortable and I want him SOUND. This shoeing mess is some bullshit. So if anyone has transitioned to barefoot, please, feel free to give some tips. I am literally clueless. Yankee has to be shod because he has the typical horrendous shitty TB feet and Dolly and Spirit were barefoot always so I never had to transition. HALPS.
|Bacardi i love you, but you're a pain in my ass|
Sidetone if anyone has unwanted Cavallo boots, feel free to hand them over *laughs nervously*