Because life with horses is never orderly.

The Idea of Order

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Tis but a flesh wound…

And also ego. Always ego.
Equestrians are some of the most determined, resourceful, stubborn, tough, strong, stubborn, persistent, and did I say stubborn(??) people imaginable. We may skip parties, graduation ceremonies, vacations, and even be late for our own weddings but come hell or high water nothing short of death is going to keep us out of the saddle. 😉 (Even if perhaps we should…)

A Flowchart to Success!

Seriously, people. There’s a reason we pay vets and not random wackadoos on the internet.
So before anyone gets their panties in too tight a bunch, let me preface this by saying I’m actually all for alternative medicines and modalities. I also think that if you can avoid drugs or invasive procedures then that’s probably a good thing. That being said, if there’s something seriously sketchy going on with your horse, it’s probably best to consult your veterinarian sooner rather than later. If nothing else it will save you from going insane reading every article on the web about every possible, horrifying thing it *could* be (ask me how I know this). 😉

Things you’d rather not hear from your vet…

Ever.
I think if you’ve been in horses longer than a minute you’ve had your fair share of less than fun conversations with your vet. While logic might have you think the most upsetting things would involve horrendous maiming or death, the reality is that the unknown ambiguity is far more terrifying (and expensive). While it’s never amusing when your horse is hurt, you have to admit there’s a bit of humor in the terror certain seemingly innocuous phrases can induce in us. Anyone care to share their own? 😉

Another Potential Communication Breakdown…

…especially for those of us who worry about things before there things to worry about.
So usually I consider myself pretty intelligent. I can generally follow a conversation and read for comprehension; sometimes I even add insightful comments to the fray. Unfortunately all that goes out the window when my horse has maimed himself and the vet is involved. At that point, usually when the vet is explaining what’s up, my brain takes a momentary hiatus and all I hear is the potential doom. It’s a super fun skill. 😉