In my last post I mentioned wind. I was debating the other day which I hated more: mud, hay, or wind. I decided last night as a big just of wind whipped the hay into my face and down my shirt while standing in ankle deep mud that I hated wind the most.
I feed big squares of hay. And because I have such a large herd, I have to scatter the hay in a number of piles so when someone gets pushed out, they can simply go to another pile. Easier said than done when there's 30mp wind. I swear half the hay I feed is in the next county. The other half is either in my eyes or down my shirt! It just irritates me to no end to watch a pile of way tumble along the horse pen like a tumble weed. The horses couldn't eat it fast enough!
Hopefully the wind will die down soon. We're supposed to get a major weather change tonight into tomorrow. We are going from 50s to 30s. It might not be too big of a deal for most but I worry about the oldsters having to deal with such a drastic temp change. I know I'm worrying all for not but I'm a worrier so I have to worry about something.
Speaking of worrying, Sam is still not yet on the mend. I'm going to call the vet tomorrow morning to get him started on another round of ulcer treatments. Mike and I attended an ulcer lecture at the SD Horse Fair Sunday but we really didn't find out anything more than we already knew. I'm going to try a different feed and see if no moll asses will help. I left Sam in last night because of the upcoming bad weather and I knew he wasn't feeling well. He didn't even power through his beet pulp like he normally does. Poor guy. It may just be that he'll have to be on ulcer meds in the spring and fall. Poor guy finally gets to retire and he can't even enjoy it because of the ulcers.
I left Thor in with Sam last night. When I let Dick out into the big herd, it really spooked Thor. I know Thor and Dick didn't tangle but Thor is acting a little differently so I'm a bit concerned that there may be something wrong. He acts like he doesn't know where everything is. I just hope he's not going blind in his good eye. There's nothing in it as far as I can tell but he still seems a bit off. I am betting I'll leave Thor and Sam in tonight.
I know the weather is supposed to be in the 50s for the high today but with the wind I doubt that it'll get that high. If it does, there will still be a wind chill. And with the rain I decided that it would be in the best interest that I blanket some of the horses. Even Bo is now sporting a blanket. He fits into the one I had on Brego much better.
You can still see Bo's hip bones through the blanket. It's terrible to see him in such bad shape. I would normally be so angry but every time I look at him, all I can think of is joy that I have him, and joy when I pet him because he's such a love bug that wants to be in your pocket. Mike and I have talked that horses this thin could really be mean but Bo is the exact opposite. That guy is more interested in being with us than eating. He would rather be around people than eat. I have to make sure that I don't distract him while he does eat, otherwise he'll never gain any weight. I did start him on a grain mash and he's starting to pick up on that pretty quick. I'm sure by tonight he'll be demanding his warm mash. If I can ever get to a computer (besides the one here at work), I'll download Sunday's pictures so that we can chronicle Bo's road to recovery.
Tonight's chores are going to be wet, wet, wet. I'm keeping my fingers crossed that the wind will die down. Last night the wind was so strong, I could barely get big barn door open. It's normally a bit tricky but with the wind, it was almost impossible. Lets hope everything goes smoothly and quietly tonight.
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