Schoolmaster/Good Boy seeking a good home

Me with my buddy, Frank, one of the goodest of very good boys.

A friend of mine is very sadly looking for a new home for Frank, a character you’ve heard mentioned several times on this blog.  I love this horse to bits, and whoever winds up with him will be fortunate indeed.

Frank is a real character, in a good way.  He is loaded with personality, and is a friendly, funny boy without a mean bone in his body.  I’ve known him for four years or so.  During that time his owner and I have gone on trail rides together, gone to some shows, and in general, have had a great time.  She’s also loaned me Frank during those times I’ve been horseless, or when my confidence has needed a boost.  Frank, for me, is kind of like a security blanket.

Frank has the dreamiest canter. Uphill, rolling, lovely.

Frankie is an 18 year old flea-bitten grey TB standing 16h. He’s been trained to second level in dressage, and is an excellent teacher.   He’s sound but does require supplements because, like pretty much any 18 year old horse, he’s got some creaky, arthritic joints.  Presently, he’s been helping one gal rebuild her confidence, and is also doing up-down lessons on a longe line with a little girl.

If you’re looking for a sweet, handsome horse to learn dressage on, or just enjoy riding, consider Frank.  His ad, which includes details on contacting is owner, is here:  Dressage schoolmaster.

Shoedini

We’re mired up to our eyeballs in mud, and over the last week and a half, Derby has lost three shoes. He’s been a regular Houdini when it comes to getting out of his shoes.  Or, “Shoe-dini” as it were.  Anyway, between the footwear issues and the lingering effects of the flu/bronchitis/whatever-it-was-that-I-had, I’ve had pretty much zero time in the saddle recently. I finally got back on yesterday and today.  Both rides were short, and uneventful.  He’s still moving very nicely off my seat, and today I did some gentle leg-yields and shoulders-in to engage his hind end.  But really, both rides were mostly about reconnecting myself with my riding muscles, and my feel and timing.  I have a slew of business trips coming up, and then at some point chances are good that Derby will have his throat surgery.  So far, the spring has been a little rough. I’m looking forward to having the mud – and these other obstacles – behind us.

Some answers

Up your nose with a rubber hose.

It’s been a while since I’ve written, because until late last week, there wasn’t much to say.   Derby was finally re-scoped on Thursday, and we now have a better understanding of what is going on in his larynx.   Dr. Chris Downs from Merritt Equine, the surgeon with whom my vet Dr. Nicky Wessel has been consulting, concluded that it’s likely that Derby has a partially entrapped epiglottis, and that the situation may be alleviated with a relatively minor surgery to free the entrapment.

Once again, while the scope was in, Derby displaced his soft palate. Below you can see what his airway looks like, before he displaced.  Even a layperson can see the asymmetry of the structure of the larynx, which contributes to the problem.   In addition, one of his flaps (arytenoid cartilages) is paralyzed, and the tie-back surgery he had as a two-year old has failed.

Derby's airway, before displacement. Click on the image for a larger view.

Here’s a picture of the airway after he displaced.

Derby's airway, when he displaced his soft palate. Click on the image for a larger view.

When a horse displaces its soft palate, the airway is significantly constricted, which you can see in the photos above. The epiglottis disappears under the soft palate, which is the strangest thing.  The entire confirmation of the airway appears to change (and, in effect, does change) in a split second.

The drugs Derby has been on (SMZ, dex, Previcoxx) have had a significant effect in reducing the inflammation of the airway structures since the first scoping.  However,  Derby has developed a fairly large ulcer on the edge of his epiglottis (clearly visible in the second photo, above) so we’re continuing with the SMZ and other meds.  Dr. Downs did his surgical internship at Hagyard-Davidson-McGee in Kentucky – one of the top clinics in the world and one that does a lot of work on Thoroughbreds.  He’s going to send Derby’s pictures to some colleages there for a consult, but right now, it looks like a surgery to help free the epiglottis will be the next step.

Separately, I mentioned in an earlier post that I was wondering if Derby’s meds were having an effect on his rideability recently.   However, after talking to my vet and some others, it looks like the cause of the hot and spooky behavior was weather-related.  We’ve had really strange weather lately – including a nose dive into real frigid temperatures, followed by more abnormal warmth.   My vet tells me that they’ve been inundated with calls complaining of horses acting crazy, and others at my barn are being uncharacteristically loony.

During this time, I stood down.  If you recall, I’ve come off Derby twice in the last couple months.  Neither fall was a bad one and I was able to get back on.  However, when on the heels of those falls Derby started acting crazy, my confidence was rattled.  After a couple rides in which I rode numerous stupid spooks, I decided to take a little time off, since those falls were pretty close to the surface.  Simply put, I couldn’t push through it.   I can ride spooks, and Derby’s aren’t bad.  However, the change in overall behavior (big blow up spooks on the ground, and under saddle) combined with still-fresh bruising from my last trip into the dirt were just too intimidating for this ammy.

While I doubt that we’re out of the woods with weather induced behavior, I did ride on Friday, and Derbs didn’t put a foot wrong.  Unfortunately, I’m now laid up with a bout of the flu, and won’t be riding until I feel better.   But I’m happy that the problem isn’t the meds – if Derby needs to stay on some of those meds for a longer term, once the weather warms up, I should have my old sweat pea back. 🙂

 

Fits and starts.

We had a middling lesson on Monday, but last night I ended up staying out of the saddle because Derby was clearly back sore, and was absolutely evil in the cross ties, snapping and pinning his ears flat against his head.   This isn’t normal behavior for him, so I put down the brushes and gave him the a once over.  His back was reactive.  He was also sensitive to very gentle touching on his sides and his tummy.  This is also new – he enjoys being groomed and generally doesn’t object to having his tummy curried, except when I need to employ a bit more vigor when removing clods of dried mud  – but that wasn’t the problem yesterday.

Unfortunately, the appointment to re-scope him was cancelled and we’re still trying to synch everyone’s schedules.  In the meantime, I’m going to call the vet today – at this point, given what I saw last night, I wonder if he’s not getting some ulcers.  His behavior has been strange, and last night was markedly worse, and he has been on a variety of meds lately (Previcoxx, SMX and Dex.)   Time (and the vet) will tell, I’m sure.

 

Flat tire

Well, so much doing “a little bit more”  in my lesson last night.  Derbs was covered in mud – and missing a shoe.   He’s getting his flat tire fixed today, and I’ll be back in the saddle tomorrow.

In the meantime, I’d like to give a frequent commenter, Annette, a shout out – she’s taking her Thoroughbred to a show this weekend.   I can’t wait to hear how they fare – I will admit to being completely in love with her tall, dark, handsome boy Tuscon – can you blame me?  He is FANCY!

(I am shamelessly ripping off a photo from her Flickr account to show you how lovely they are.)

Good luck, Annette! 🙂

A little bit more, each day

Things have been a little strange lately, because 1) there are a whole new set of variables in the mix and 2) I have an overactive (and overly protective) subconscious.
I’m investigating some of Derby’s breathing issues, and had him scoped about three weeks ago.  As my vet put it, there was “a whole lot of pathology in there.”  Derbs, who coughs a lot, and leaks water (and worryingly, sometimes food) out one nostril, has a deformed epiglottis, some paralysis of his is flaps (the arytenoid cartilage) and displaces his soft palate.  The good news is that his trachea scoped clean – my biggest worry was the possibility of his aspirating food and water down his windpipe, which would be very bad indeed.

He’ s being rescoped on Tuesday, with a specialist in attendance.  And since the first scoping, he’s been on a ton of drugs.  SMZ, Previcoxx, and Dex.    He’s clearly feeling good – Previcoxx is also indicated for arthritis and his gaits look fantastic.  And on some nights, he doesn’t cough, at all.

However,  a few recent events – including a meltdown spook at an open tack trunk that we’ve passed literally hundreds of times as we were walking back into the aisle, toward his stall (and the cookie jar) after a ride had me wondering about whether or not the drugs were having some effect on his behavior, or causing ulcers, the symptoms of which can manifest themselves in all sorts of ways.
Long story short, I became very worried, especially after riding a couple crazy spooks at the same tack trunk, which apparently is hiding a yawning void which sucks horses straight into the Nether World.  And by “worried” what I really mean is that legitimate concerns give way to overblown, irrational fear.

My concerns stem from my experience with Jag, when I unknowingly pushed a horse that wasn’t feeling good too far, and spent six weeks in a cast contemplating my mistake.  So “listening to the horse” has become one of my rules.   I simply don’t want to put myself at risk riding a horse that is NQR, or worse.    Commence the dithering.

I’ve spent some time talking through things with Christy, who reminded me that Derby has taken significant exception to weird things in his environment when other people have ridden him for me when I was out of town   A folding chair, a chain, and a partially open door have given him pause and reason to spook.  This was actually helpful, because in talking with her, I was able to conclude that his behaviors are in fact normal for him, not drug induced.   That soothed my mind.

I’ve had a couple trepedatious rides, and finally, a better one last night.  I have another lesson today.  I’m hoping that within a few more days, I’ll be completely over myself, and able to get back to some real work!  The clock is ticking toward our first outing this year, and we are so. not. ready.   As Christy says, we’re doing a little bit more than we did yesterday, and the day before. If we keep doing a bit more, we’ll back on track.

80% of Americans Strongly Oppose Slaughter of Horses for Human Consumption

A break from our regular programming folks, to highlight pending legislation that I hope many of you will support, namely the American Horse Slaughter Prevention Act (H.R. 2966 and S. 1176 ).

The ASPCA released results of a survey in which Americans strongly opposed horse slaughter. From the press release: The ASPCA® (The American Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals®) today announced in a newly released poll conducted by Lake Research Partners that 80 percent of American voters are opposed to the slaughter of U.S. horses for human consumption. The nationwide survey reveals that Americans oppose horse slaughter overwhelmingly regardless of their gender, political affiliation, whether they live in an urban or rural area, or their geographic location. Further, it confirms that a vast majority of horse owners are also against the slaughtering of our nation’s equines.

Read the full release here: ASPCA Research Confirms Americans Strongly Oppose Slaughter of Horses for Human Consumption

If slaughter could be done humanely, and if the slaughter pipeline was regulated so injured horses weren’t sent to auctions, stuffed onto double decker trucks designed for cattle and shipped for days without food and water, then frankly I’d be all for it.   I’m not opposed to the idea of slaughtering horses.  I am opposed to the cruelty of the current US system, and frankly, the economics of this tiny industry are not likely to be swayed by public opinion as has been the case for the processors of cattle, pigs and chickens, all of which have seen improvement in the treatment of animals.

I hope you ‘ll take a second to call or write your Congressmen and women today, and ask them to support the Horse Slaughter Prevention Act.

 

Get up laughing

Tonight’s ride took an unexpected departure – in more ways than one.

As we warmed up, I hopped up into two point and let Derby roll.  He was clearly feeling good, going around at a spanking trot.  For fun,  I pointed him at a pole laying on the ground.

He jumped it.  Seriously jumped it, as gathered himself and jumped it.

It has been three decades since I jumped.

He cantered off but came right back to me, as I exclaimed “Oh, my god, we jumped!”  Liz was riding and concurred, adding that it was a proper jump, not a crowhop over the pole.

Christy walked back through the arena and I exclaimed (again) “We jumped! Christy, we jumped!”

“Let me see!” was her response.  I demurred, then said, what the heck.  We picked up the trot, I hopped back into two point, and aimed at the pole.   As we approached, I (very unnecessarily) gave Derbs a little click.

Derby proceeded to LAUNCH himself over the pole. I felt his back round and then found myself popped out of the tack.  Okay, holy crap, that’s what bascule feels like.  Upon landing, Derby was a bit exuberant and got away from me.  I wasn’t balanced, nor was he, and we didn’t make it around the turn. Or, more precisely, he made it, but I didn’t.  I slithered off after riding a couple strides up on his neck. Happily, I was able to hop up laughing, and go fetch my horse.

To his credit, Derbs is not a fan of losing his rider.  He stood, looking worried and doing that stressy, heavy, rapid breathing that horses do when they are worried.  He balked at the mounting block, and was still visibly upset. I intended to get back on, but he looked like he might lose his marbles.  We walked around for a while, until he regained his composure.  By that time, however, my hind end was starting to tighten up.  Yep.  I landed on my butt again. Given the alternatives, that’s the spot I would have chosen.

After the fact, Christy and Liz told me they guesstimated the height of Derby’s jump approached 3 feet.  Christy confirmed that he was really round.  So, he’s a fancy jumper.  That’s great.  I might experiment with jumping again – when the weather is a lot warmer and maybe the horse will be more inclined to use an appropriate amount of effort to get over obstacles.  And I’ll be a lot stronger in my two-point when that time comes, too.

For now, I’m just glad I got up laughing.

Clarifying lateral work basics

Beginning our work on a 20 m "square"

Tonight I wanted to work some more on improving my ability to activate Derby’s hind legs, and really get him to step under himself.  Christy devised a great exercise that helped me tremendously.   We started at the walk, on a 20 m “square.”  Instead of a circle, Christy had me ride straight lines, and then ride each turn like a deep corner.   This ensured I bent the horse, and straightened the horse, and bent again.    Then she had me add a couple steps of leg yield on my straight sides.  I was amazed that we were able to do this easily, and without a much insistence on my part. We repeated the pattern at the trot, and as we rode through it,  I could feel the contact and the gait improving.  It was a neat exercise that really helped me develop more feel about what a decent leg yield requires, and what it feels like.

Switching directions, however, things got a little sloppy in the corners.  Christy remedied this by having me fix my eyes on a spot on the wall, and ride toward it.  Then going into the corner, he had me turn my head, find a new spot, and ride to that.  This little trick cleaned up my corners in a hurry.  I started riding them deeper and getting more well organized.  Best of all, I felt a real improvement in my connection and the horse’s back end.  You can see from the picture below that he’s really using himself.    It was a great lesson and this exercise is one I”m going to use a lot!

Goal achieved. Derby is using himself well behind.

PS.  I put my small spurs back on tonight.  My lower leg is staying really quiet! Yay!!!

Retired Racehorse Training Project

Newly retired racehorses were introduced to their new trainers at the Horse Expo last week.

I’ve enjoyed watching Christy bring her young  OTTB Remy along over the last year, and I think you’ll agree with me that the results have been dramatic.  So I was glad to see OTTBs taking center stage with the Retired Racehorse Training Challeng, which kicked off Friday at the Horse Expo in Timonium MD.

Hosted by the Retired Racehorse Training Project, a 501(c)3 that has as its primary mission the promotion of ex-racehorses as pleasure and sport horses, the Challenge will track the progress of three horses and their trainers.   For the next five weeks, the horses will undergo retraining with their new trainers.  The trainers will show off their charges at the Pennsylvania Horse Expo in February, where a winner will be selected.

Follow along with the Challenge here: Retired Racehorse Training Challenge