OH MY WORD, guys. Today has, literally HAS, to be up at the top of a "most traumatizing days ever" list.
The morning started out pretty well - figured out how to get Hazel to eat her "grain" more expediently, add Apple Cider Vinegar! Then my lesson kid came, had her lesson, Lacey did well, etc.
Then I baked oatmeal/cinnamon gluten-free muffins that are the tastiest ever. So excited about them! I'm a little bit disappointed in them because they are very fluffy+cakey and I was hoping for something more muffin-like, but really. Come on, I got to eat real freaking muffins!! No reason to complain!
Flavor-wise they are perfect. I'm thinking I might add some applesauce next time for an apple-cake sort of feel but they're tasty this way too.
THEN. Making those pushed into my "Feeding Time" (usually, since it's not too light out after 7pm/when dinner is over yet, I head up to feed at 4 or 4:30pm - today I was feeding at 5:30) so I had to hurry up to Lacey's pasture, forgetting my cellphone, to feed them all before they mutinied/I ran out of time to make human-dinner before humans mutinied.
I got everyone all settled, fed, etc, and was about to leave when I noticed that Lacey was acting a bit strange. She wasn't going over to her hay like she usually does after I put it out and she was acting a bit "not there." So I figured she had a weird itch.
So I'm petting her and she started getting a bit pushy about it, sort of insistent. Which isn't really "weird" for her but whenever she acts like she was acting, she's usually trying to "tell" me something. So I stopped petting her to watch her for a second. She shoved me with her nose (really weird for her!) so I started kind of looking her over. THEN, she twisted her neck and squealed at me!
She never talks to me when I'm petting her - talking for her is always a message of some kind or another.
Then she started doing weird stuff with her neck and I realized she was CHOKING!
I tried to find a blockage n her neck, couldn't feel anything. Tried massaging her neck to get whatever it was down, THAT didn't work. And on the day I didn't bring my phone with me!
So I took away all L's food, locked her in her stall, pretty much ran back to my house, grabbed my phone, ran back up to Lacey, THEN called the vet.
At that point (6pm), Lacey was pretty much flailing around her stall, spewing green stuff all over the place, acting like she was about to fall over, pretty much running backwards, really panicking! I really wanted to go in her stall with her to con=mfort her but determined that probably the best thing I could do was stay out since she is mostly blind and panicked+mostly blind=dead Wallaby. So I talked to her and let her know I was there, that seemed to help a bit.
Then, as soon as the vet picked up the phone, Lacey coughed a giant cough and an unbelievably large ball of green gunk came flying out of her mouth.
She was still choking a bit as the vet and I talked but she was definitely calming down, thank the Lord!
Luckily, the vet did not need to come out, she suggested lunging Lacey a little bit to hopefully sort of jostle the blockage out of the way, and syringing water fast into the back of L's throat to break up whatever it was.
Thankfully, that seemed to do the trick. She coughed a few more times, then perked right back up, and went back to being herself.
Lacey is too amazing, I can't even get over it. She single-handedly notified me that she needed my help, then refused to eat anything until she got the blockage cleared. She's probably the coolest.
Anyway, I soaked her hay for tonight so it should be easier for her to get down, in case her throat is sore.
And the vet knew exactly who Lacey was and knew all the right facts about her as soon as I said my name and Lacey's. We have a good vet. :)
So think good thoughts for Miss L, if you would. I think she'll be fine since she was right back her normal self when I left and I watched her until 7:15 - she claimed she was "healed" at 6:30...but I'm sure she could still use some prayers/good thoughts.
Good thing the vet is coming out on Monday anyway!!
Ironically, the single other time she's choked -while under my care- was after she got her teeth done 2 years ago when I gave her grain too soon after the sedation from her teeth... I guess she likes symmetry?
So yeah, I'm pretty traumatized right now. Poor Lacey.
And some pictures, pre-choke:
This morning, waiting for the lesson kid.
Hazel is too weird. She sits like this all the time. She's such a nut!
Sharpei-goat? Look at those butt-wrinkles!!
"Don't you make fun of me, missy!"
"Ze jokez you tell are heeeelarious!"
Could she LOOK any more beaten??! Oh my goodness, Hazel!!
In all her shaven glory!
Then, this lovely article about blind horses showed up in my email this morning and I think it's a worthwhile read for anyone who's interested or is in contact with a blind horse...so I thought I'd share.
You do need thehorse.com membership to read it, but I can genuinely say that the emails I get from them are pertinent to things that matter to me (I have mine set to only send me articles pertaining to old and/or blind horses) and it's a free membership. By far the best thing I've ever given my email address to! haha The Horse | Caring for the Blind Horse | TheHorse.com
And I think that's all for now! :)