On Monday, I
stepped out to do morning chores and I smelled corn. The heat and humidity
makes it smell like corn. Of course, we are surrounded by corn. For those that
don’t understand what I’m talking about, go get some sweet corn and take a deep
whiff. That’s what it smelled like when I stepped out the door. Not a bad
smell, just took me by surprise.
The
temperatures have been all over the place as of late. I think it’s causing the varmints
to not know what to do. Just this
morning while I was making my lunch for the day (darn paying job getting in the
way of Sanctuary work), I saw a possum “scooting” along up the driveway. At least that’s what Mike called it. I would
have called it, hauling butt. I’d never seen a possum move that fast before but
he was on a mission. He disappeared before we could “remove” him from the
property. Hopefully he stays away but if you see them, that means there’s more
than one and they are possibly finding a place to live.
The other
day Mike also said that he was asleep in the chair one evening and heard
something scratching at the French doors. He couldn’t tell what it was, even
when he peered out the doors so went into the kitchen to see if he could spot
it from that vantage point. He couldn’t so wandered back in. Want to know what
he saw? It was a skunk! A skunk was trying to get in the house. Apparently
skunks are very curious animals and will investigate almost anything. It’s not
the first time that a skunk has visited Mike out of curiosity. I think Mike
must somehow lure them in.
I went out
to check the herd but those darn geldings wouldn’t come in when I hollered.
Although Jim did wander up while I was standing there. He’s a sucker for grain.
It’s a good thing he came up. His eyes are giving him problems. They are all
weepy so I put a flymask on him to hopefully cut down on the sun glare. Guess
he’s going to need a UV fly mask. If I remember right, he had some major
problems last year about this time and I seriously thought he was going blind.
Allergies, summer uveitis. It’s hard to say. But for now, I’ll pamper him and
see if anything I do helps. He’s 26 years old and deserves to be pampered.
When I got
Jim settled in for his evening meal, I heard someone else outside the door. Of
course it was Bo and Zeke. Why they wouldn’t come up earlier I don’t know. But
I let them in and gave them their grain. None of the other hard keepers came in
so I left it at that. Right now, the only hard keeper is Bo. I hate to even say
it but I don’t grain the horses once they are on pasture 24x7. Everyone except
Bo is fat and sassy and looking rather nice. Bo on the other hand is not
keeping weight on. He’s maintaining what he has but he’s not putting on weight.
So I’m going to start slow on his grain ration and then increase it. I’ll have
to start in on the nightly beet pulp, senior, sweet feed, calf manna concoction
that usually seems to help. I think the only way for him to maintain his weight
is with grain. I guess I’ll always have
to have at least one horse to worry about.
I was
thinking about it this earlier this week. This may be the first year that we
don’t have to say goodbye to any of the herd. Of course, we haven’t brought any
horses in since the summer of 2011 and the oldest is Jim at 26 and he has a few
good years left in him. We’ve lost all the others that were old and the rest
are young (or what I consider young). So unless we have a pasture accident, we
may be able to not go through the stresses and heartbreak of losing someone
this year. I’m sure you’re thinking it’s a weird topic to discuss, but I’ve had
to say goodbye to at least one a year since I lost my very first horse in 2007.
It’s been seven years of watching as they grow old and me having to make that
final decision. It’s heart wrenching and devastating. So this year will be an
easy year for me.
Although, I
would like to repay the favor and help others. I’m not sure how to go about it
but I would like to assist those that might be considering having to say
goodbye. It’s still a thought in my head that I haven’t fully fleshed out so I’ll
keep it there for now. But when fall rolls around this year, I won’t be in such
turmoil over saying goodbye.
Of course,
my mind is always in turmoil this time of year because of the number of horses
that are being dumped at auctions. But I’ll save that for a different post.
I need to do
some serious cleaning. Anyone want to come out and help? I need to get some
barns cleaned out, blankets washed and repaired, the hay areas cleaned up in
preparation for whenever we actually get our hay, get the roof back on the
horses’ leanto, fix the barn roof, fix fence, put a new fence line in in the
drylot. There’s all kinds of stuff that
we need to get done. Are there any takers?
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