Oh, Horses

Thursday, April 07, 2022

Two days off, busy and productive. My taxes have been completed well before this month’s deadline for a change. I won’t get a refund, but neither will need to face quarterly estimates. I dislike having periodic tax obligations.

The horses, or one of them, chose a wooden fence post to rub against often, breaking the aging post at its base. The sagging affected a neighboring post, putting an essential gate lock out of whack. That’s a key gate needing a lock that clicks quickly and securely into place.

High need forced me to focus on fixing the post and lock. I had to study the problems and experiment. My learning required multiple dashes to the hardware store for cement and tools. The fixes needed completion before today when I must return to work. A significant factor was adrenaline, helping me do whatever (including pounding in a t-post). Once the damaged post seemed stable, I turned to the gate lock. Now all is done, and I’ll not worry about the horses knocking over a fence or opening a gate.

Rosie’s colic wasn’t severe, and she appears normal, on her feet and eating, eliminating, and bullying Sunni. I will watch her closely and take her to Bend Equine for an exam and meds.

There’s no pet relationship like that with a horse. They’re around for a long time, are big, fragile, expensive, need bunches of attention, and are always on one’s mind. They also teach us and are enormous fun.

Dear Friends: Next week will be warm; I hope to saddle up and find a trail. Diana