Oh, it's morning. I am on the couch. Cold and still dirty. WTH? Oh look my tea is still sitting, all melted. Ugh! Must have coffee and a shower NOW! Get DH squared away and off to work. Ancient dog out for the second time, BARK BARK Mixing ancient ones food. BARK BARK BARKKKKKK Ancient Dog in. Feed the other dogs. I starve them too, ya know.
Man!! Alright, who played in the water pan?? I have the sopping wet toy as proof! I shake it and tell them all "Bad Dog!" They munch away like no one knows nothing! Change water. Tobie is being amazingly patient or highly amused at me running around with no coffee yet.
Chicken time! Dumpling, my rooster, has taken the lid off the trash can that holds their food. YAY self service chickens! I wonder if I can teach them to wash and sanitize their drinkers? Hmmmmm. Fatty Hen is guarding eggs and does the fly by pooping thing. Chicken poop on my leg and shoe. Ugh already behind... I'll wash the drinker and refill it after I feed Tobie. His trough has to be washed today too. Feed the Little Chicken Gang. Punk Rock, white silky rooster, is in a mood and gets a whipping from Goldie and Chicken Nugget. Break up the fight. Nurse PR
's bruised ego and tell him one day he will rule his roost, but today is not the day. Set him in his pouty spot in the sunshine.
Time to feed Tobie. Turn to open the door and see his face staring at me. I open the door step out, close the latch. Turn. He whinnies right in my face I mean. Loud. He almost made me have an accident of my own. (Explain this a bit later.)
Head back in the house for horse food and Pro Bios. I can hear him calling while I sprinkle his food. Out the door again. YES TOBIE I HEAR YOU! I know you are starving. Yes I know it has been almost 12 whole hours since you had grain. If you want me to believe you are starving, chew all the grass in your mouth before you nicker at me. *Hint Hint* No one is gonna believe you are starving when your muzzle is green Dear. Wash it and a half pound of grass off in the trough. Mom will clean that for ya. Feed Tobie the starving horse. I only had to pick the food up, not take it away. He turned around, walked 15 feet and wonder of wonders, he waited!! OMG YES! I am so proud!
Find the pitch fork where I dumped it last night.... Don't judge, I was tired and at least it wasn't left in the pasture. Pick poo spots 1,2,& 3. Rumble off with my wheel barrow. I can let this sit until I figure out where I am gonna make a mulch/poo pit later today. OMG it is 8:30 already!
I woke my Mom up and got her coffee, breakfast, shots and her meds. Started a load of laundry and promptly forgot about it.. ( Note to self: Must put clothes in dryer or DH is going naked tomorrow.) Run around straightening and cleaning. BAM!! My ancient one, Gidgette an almost 18 yr old mixed terrier, has had an accident. I go down in a puddle. Woo Hoo no harm no foul. Shower off, clean clothes, the mop and sanitize solution. Must give her a treat so she knows I am not mad at her. She in on the old vinyl flooring, so it is easy to keep clean and it doesn't happen often. Don't judge me, she can't help it. For 16 years she never went potty in the house. Now she is old and not in the best of health. She gets a pee pass on occasion. She earned it. 5 minutes of loving because she has a HUGE chunk of my heart. No, it doesn't matter that she slept with me on the couch, where she isn't supposed to be. She needs awake love. Now it's her nap time.
Tobie time! I can get stuff organized today! YAY! I stored everything horse related when my Rascal was laid to rest. I spent time yesterday washing and sanitizing everything, except his halter and baby brush, so I can use it for Tobie. Now it's time to groom Tobie really well and try the hose again. Right? Wrong..
Shoot, forgot the farrier is coming around 11:30. Must go grab cash and wormer ASAP. Explain to the Mom I will be right outside where she can see me so she knows Tobie hasn't killed me. Grab wormer, new halter, phone, brushes and curry combs.
WHERE IS MY HOOF PICK? OMG.... wait is it in my dirty pants? Yes! Grab my bucket and dump everything in.... fish out my phone. What am I forgetting? *Shrug* I got everything. Out the door. Tobie has finished eating and is playing with a limb. Cool :) He eyes my bucket of stuff. Got any treats in there? Ooops forgot those. I take my bucket with me. No time to clean up a mess he makes LOL. Treats in the pocket and GO. Grrrrr go back and grab said bucket. What am I forgetting? Check on Mom, sit bucket down and get her something to drink. Out I go. Back in I go and get the bucket. And dog treats *sigh* Give Ancient One her treat. Out I go. I slide to a stop at the gate. Breathe in. Breathe out. Calm. repeat 4 times. And one more time. Relax and chill. He is hyper enough without adding my disorganized energy in the mix.
And Tobie is calmer today than yesterday. I start with a damp rag on his face.... Nope, forgot my rag. I can wash face when I am done with the currying and brushing. Phone sounds off. DH is letting me know Farrier is almost here. Cool.... * note to self, put her number in MY phone so we don't bother DH while working.* Grooming can wait. Remove obstacles and decide where this is gonna happen....
Yes Mom! Be right there. Take my bucket in the house with me. Tend the Mom and give her a treat....um I mean get her some frozen berries. Listen to all the things we have to get done later. No problem. Dogs announce we have a visitor they do not know. *smack forehead* Farrier is here. Back inside in a bit Mom.
Take 5 seconds to remind myself it's a new day and a good one.
Farrier and I have a discussion and a little back ground on Tobie. He tastes the hoof jack, her apron, her tools in her hand. He is being MUCH more respectful today. He explores without panicking. This is GOOD. She is calm but not taking any fluff. He seems to accept her and her touching him alright. She is not my favorite but she is competent and conscientious about her job. I accept her judgement for the most part. He is ok with her, so I will be. We'll see how it progresses.
We discuss the crack in the left front hoof. Pressure crack where his toes are long and he paws. It doesn't go all the way through the hoof wall. YAY. He shows her he is a kicker. She checks him. He is pulling and decides he wants the foot..... she wins. He almost makes himself fall and gives it up for now. She is calm and firm but fair with him. That's a huge plus.
She does a little trimming and cleans up a few tags on his frogs. I am good with this. We discuss his rear feet.... He decides to keep cocking that foot each time she reaches for it. Mutual decision to wait 2 weeks and let me get him over the kicking so much. I can clean his feet without much problem. I KNOW it ain't gonna be a cake walk, but I think I can handle this part LOL So we ended it on a good note. He was still calm but leery. He figured out she wasn't taking fluff from him nor could he bully his way around her.
I call this a win kind of day.
Lunch for Mom, dogs in and out, cat fed FINALY. Animal dishes washed, sanitized, and refilled. Now I am gonna eat some lunch and watch a few minutes of tv then go groom Tobie while Mom naps. AND it is only 3:15! I caught up and got ahead of the game!
DH wakes me at 6:00. **** it I fell asleep! Good grief I had forgotten how much goes in to a new horse when you have to totally go back to the basics. Time to make supper and feed critters.
Tomorrow is another day :)
I forgot to post this earlier LMAO. I woke up and had to take some advil. Sleeping on the cold couch was not good for my already sore back.