Some days suck

[powderburn]

I woke up the other day [ 10th ] to what I thought would be just another day in paradise. Backing out of the garage I'm thinking something just doesn't feel right as I'm backing into the snow/ slush on the driveway. I stop get out and find the passenger side rear tire flatter than water on a plate. Ok slowly pull the 8 feet back into the garage to get out of the elements and change the tire. Drop the tire off to be repaired and sure enough just a small cut in the sidewall that killed that repair. Not even 10 thou on the tire. Now work was
a pain with slow computor links to our parent company and every task seemed as if you had to double your efforts just to be semi productive. Ah the end of the day and just let me go home and veg for the rest of the day. I get home and my friend calls saying my # 1 horse is down and having a difficult time. Out to the horse and call a vet. The horse is up but in lots of stress. The vet does his thing gives the horse some pain killers and we play the waiting game for a couple hours until the pain killers start to wear off. Now the horse is really not doing good so it was time to call the vet back and put him down. Some days just seem to suck from sun up to sun down.

I do have a couple other horses that I could ride including my pack horse that's out at horsey boot camp but I just needed another one in the herd. I put out a couple feelers for a decent horse and this guy dropped out of the sky right into my hands. 4 years old gelding 16HH and he was a back up horse for a trainer. Extremely well trained and wise beyond his youthful age.

 

[Big Fin]

Bad deal. Sorry to hear about that.

 

[mdunc8]

That does stink. That first picture is a great one.

I'm not much of a horse person. However, my wife grew up with them. She had a tough time putting down her horse of nearly 20 years a few years back. Fortunately she volunteers at a therapeutic riding stable in town and gets some time handling them. I've heard of this great stuff called "disposable income". Hopefully one day I'll find some so I can afford to get her another pony.

 

[Big luke1981]

Sorry for your loss Powderburn, that is never an easy thing to do..

 

[DRAFTSTUD]

So sorry about your Horse. I hope your new mount is everything you are looking for. John

 

[mtmiller]

Sorry about the loss. Hopefully the new mount will do you well.

 

[Big O]

Sorry man. One of those days I suppose we all have, hopefully the next one is a long way off.

 

[Mikeflies]

Sorry to hear about your horse. I hope the week gets better for you. Take care & God Bless.

 

[noharleyyet]

Tough one...good luck with the new mount.

 

[trevore]

Hate to hear that.

 

[streamer]

Tough loss, just gotta keep moving on one day at a time things will get better.

 

[elk_hunter]

Man, that does suck. Sorry to hear about your loss powder.

 

[NChunter]

Sorry to hear about your horse. The bad days do make you appreciate the good days.

 

[idnative1948]

Sorry to hear this have to happen.

 

[Hatchie Dawg]

I read somewhere that you can get more true affection from one wag of a dog's tail than a whole lifetime's worth of handshakes. I am sure that applies to horses also, for whatever it is they wag.

You had a fine looking animal there. Sorry for your loss.
HD

 

[powderburn]

A little update on the horse front and my recovery. First post on this mare.
http://onyourownadventures.com/hunttalk/showthread.php?t=245736

My pack horse came back from bootcamp with a bit of an attitude. Last may was quite wet so getting on her was delayed for about a month. I loaded her up and figured on going for a little ride along the riverbottom. She loaded easy, unloaded great and stood quiet while I saddled her up. Calm as could be she was, not giving the slightest inkling she was planning my demise. I walked with her a little, turned her several times left and right then backed her up about 5 feet. she responded very well so I figured lets go. Now I get on board and off we go making about 20 ft before she kind of half spooked and planted her feet looking at the ground in front of her. I take the que and look past her into the grass and see nothing. She starts putting her head down and I was thinking she was just getting a bite of lunch before we took off. I knew better and just as her head bottomed out I pukered up were a guy shouldn't puker while he's on a horse. If you've ever watched a pro rodeo saddle bronc that could go straight up do a half twist and land facing a complete 180 you'll know where this is going. At the landing the saddle slips about 15 degrees right. Now we're on the bottom of the second full blown double kick buck and i'm thinking right about now is a good time to vacate the saddle. Who shows up but that little thought that tells me she's a smooth but powerful bucker, instinct takes over and I smoothly shift the riens from my right hand to the left and grab the pommel while firmly planting my left foot in the sturop. On the next leap I'm tugging the saddle back into position and at the same time taking the horse off balance. She comes down off balance and drops to her knee's.
Now at this point I'm thinking step off your not a cowboy but once again shat for brain's tells me
get ready. Up she comes from her knee's to about 8 ft off the ground doing another complete 180 in the air but she's turning quick and down to her knee's she goes again. Now you can think quick under duress but sometimes it's not rational thinking. Step off again, not me I'm cowboy now and I'm in it for the duration. As she's coming up she fakes left and I fell for it and started bearing down to the left. Next thing I know I'm ironed out with her coming down tuwards me. I try and roll but she catches my shirt sleeve stopping me instantly. As she takes the next leap she kicks my leg spinning me while she's airborn over me landing on my shirt sleeve by my right arm. Then the crazy gal stops dead and looks at me like I'm chopped liver. She's back to the sweet little mare that I know her as. I struggle to my feet and test a few connections and everything is in working order. A quick look around for the judges score cards because I know I lasted not only the required 8 seconds but an additional 2 or three. Not wanting her to know she's got the best of me I climbed aboard and turned her back to trailer about 20 feet away dismounted and called it a day a little bruised but not beaten.
Now part 2 with my new buckskin 4 days later I took the hardest pounding I've ever gotten by a horse and it was again totally unexpected. I saddled up the big guy and was going for my first ride but this time with a couple other people, ( lesson learned 4 days earlier, never ride alone on a fresh new horse). We had a very pleasant ride along the river for about 600 yrds when something took off in the grass right at his feet. Coming from exceptional cutting horse stock I was impressed with his 10 foot lateral move leaving me hanging by one leg and a had on the pommel. Now he's been trained to get under the rider which ever way you lean and in this case it back fired. As I'm pulling hard to get back on top he's ducking inder me and we over correct. Now I'm hanging half off the other side and he's making amove to correct again. The speed at which he moved was extraordinary said the guy behind me. I didn't notice because he snapped my neck so hard I was out in the saddle. I the fell straight out and landed on my head. From what i've been told the horse stood statue still when I fell out. I came to with my buddy calling 911 and me telling him I was alright. He hangs up and 10 minutes later I manage to get to my knee's. I couldn't get back in the saddle again because I would have fallen right back out. On shakey legs I make my way back to the trailer while hanging on the the saddle and the horse supporting me while I walked. Several days later after I realise I'm not making complete sentences and feeling like I'm falling over even while I'm sitting straight up I think just maybe I should get checked out. Wiplash and a decent concusion. Strictly no horse's until the end of Sept.

 

[Oak]

Sounds like fun! I think you just confirmed Big Fin's horse concerns!

 

[noharleyyet]

You and draftstud might look up Einstein's definition of insanity.

 

[powderburn]

Albert Einstein once said "The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results".

Hey I happen to resemble that comment.
You know what's worse is the week after I was planted I went quadding for 5 days. Now there is no better theropy for whiplash than bouncing around in the mountians with a helmet on your head for over 300 miles in the 5 days. Lets just say lots of barley soup and Aleve helped me survive that week.

 

[noharleyyet]

barley soup and Aleve

...a recipe I'm familiar with.