After getting back from taking care of Remy that night I had a bit of a "Durchhaenger" - also known as "Having The Blues" (to be off form). No specific reason, but I think the change of climate, added physical exertion, and primarily not being used to living with strangers caught up with me. I guess I'm a bit homesick. I do miss JP, all the critters, and having my space. There were houseguests in the last couple of days, I didn't want to get in the way, and it felt a bit awkward. A Tylenol PM took care of it and today was a new day.
Roz had me start Remy with long lining, and we are getting the hang of it. It is really cool! I no longer (OK, most of the time) make spaghetti balls out of the lines and I am positioning myself better (towards his hindquarters). This carried over into our riding session, we focused on the half-passes where Remy has a way of 'tricking' me out - meaning going for "yeah, yeah, it's good enough!" Gotcha, buddy!
Lunch time brought another interesting panel discussion and a delicious lunch, "Key Factors for Developing the Equine Athlete - More Than Just Good Riding". I'll post my notes tonight or tomorrow. It was held at the PIEC (Palm Beach Equestrian Center, also known as "WEG). That is where the Hunter/Jumper action takes place.
Cool artwork at the PBIEC entrance |
Horses of all colors |
Now I'm off to buy socks for Remy. Yep, he needs socks. I've been warned that pesky little skin wounds can develop into something serious and scary in no time. Sure enough, Remy has one spot on his fetlock that just won't heal, despite all kinds of different potions and lotions, and making sure the flies don't get on it. I noted that K., Vivian's horse, was wearing what looked like stockings, and the reason is to keep ointment on and the flies off. Roz recommended buying socks, and putting them on. The advantage is that there is no worry about bandages being too tight or coming off during the night.
So, the question is: What size socks does Remy wear??
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