tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139149607780790212024-02-06T20:09:01.676-08:00Dani - Torn extensor tendon? We can fix that.Dani, an Appendix QH originally intended for barrel racing, tore her right hind extensor tendon in February of 2008. Surgery was done and I took her in to rehabilitate.
She is light. She is beauty and grace.ljbrookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06936663006417540761noreply@blogger.comBlogger41125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913914960778079021.post-88481191726177645622009-12-14T16:52:00.000-08:002009-12-14T16:57:28.897-08:00Dani goes to a new home...Dani left today for Granite, Oregon. She becomes the 2<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">nd</span> rescue we have found a home for this year. That is great news for us! Two doesn't seem like <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">alot</span>, but it is for our little operation and I think Dani will be very happy with the amount of mountain trail time she sees with her new family.<br /><br />She is going to a lady who recently lost her mare of over 20 years. They pack into the wilderness with mules, which apparently are more likely to follow a mare than a gelding. I think this is a good fit and am hopeful for updates, and possibly even photos.<br /><br />I have a good contract in place with first right of refusal as well as stipulations that seem basic to others but I have found just aren't in the world of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">horsepeople</span>. You know, appropriate farrier care, vetting, that sort of thing. I think these are good <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">horsepeople</span>, but I have learned the hard way to have it in writing. Hard to enforce from afar, but I've done it before and I'll do it again if necessary. I don't think it will be.<br /><br />Anyway, on to the other rescues, making them fat and happy. Dani is a success story.ljbrookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06936663006417540761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913914960778079021.post-78306654707066218532009-11-03T13:22:00.000-08:002009-11-03T13:27:06.355-08:00These are all photos I've posted before, but I just haven't taken any in awhile so thought I'd repost some favorites.<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnpJL2gVGqTfLK8EJTxXMAmvkRa42Ru-iy-pUu6Gbd3XPdEvABih6WaGkWWQQf-SPNV7502J2l2RBwD9kaeH1Qq58YZGvoNXrddjgGF2zxy_yAqjYlwiMLC4t9Argigv4QupccrAJTQeU/s1600-h/horsesJune09+039.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399991358050163586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnpJL2gVGqTfLK8EJTxXMAmvkRa42Ru-iy-pUu6Gbd3XPdEvABih6WaGkWWQQf-SPNV7502J2l2RBwD9kaeH1Qq58YZGvoNXrddjgGF2zxy_yAqjYlwiMLC4t9Argigv4QupccrAJTQeU/s400/horsesJune09+039.jpg" border="0" /></a> Peaceful, at home.<br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9vLGUshlMTIArFlUDnRu8dHr29ZvA8efuCEGD3e4GNjkNWYYSCKlS06vaMfieJQ7oHMMu951BmHeleoG0FKM_L18fnv1sMb9yEQcIoJqcGUbkYNy14ECiKrUCLFdMa08mQTVyYssHfGI/s1600-h/Horses09+(68).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399991349146716946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9vLGUshlMTIArFlUDnRu8dHr29ZvA8efuCEGD3e4GNjkNWYYSCKlS06vaMfieJQ7oHMMu951BmHeleoG0FKM_L18fnv1sMb9yEQcIoJqcGUbkYNy14ECiKrUCLFdMa08mQTVyYssHfGI/s400/Horses09+(68).jpg" border="0" /></a> Look at the dust!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglXNp0_jNZNMkr5nswTgHwuV4RK-UxFn70w_tXkHwPN2U545CYk8T6F81EgQ1vq4hfuF46aCff_A-t9xBoE1Ws_11plzJvWd-hUNu_SdR_TslQx9RZ6XM5mPFfzibxBKNkeh4FNhjwvQw/s1600-h/Danirunning.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399991344875522722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglXNp0_jNZNMkr5nswTgHwuV4RK-UxFn70w_tXkHwPN2U545CYk8T6F81EgQ1vq4hfuF46aCff_A-t9xBoE1Ws_11plzJvWd-hUNu_SdR_TslQx9RZ6XM5mPFfzibxBKNkeh4FNhjwvQw/s400/Danirunning.jpg" border="0" /></a> I love the moment of suspension!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-TGjWcAltURwt4B3HeUor2l7jc818U6j6HKV0-zDNXoIgYFuq0OTwRcwLonKF0oJKr990ENW_aLkjIfGMJi4QEKVxcT2MLBzYC5m-DLxIOp2Bc7rAkCAmz9joQ7ut0tuV2f0jQy4VBok/s1600-h/DaniLisa.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399991337909820386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-TGjWcAltURwt4B3HeUor2l7jc818U6j6HKV0-zDNXoIgYFuq0OTwRcwLonKF0oJKr990ENW_aLkjIfGMJi4QEKVxcT2MLBzYC5m-DLxIOp2Bc7rAkCAmz9joQ7ut0tuV2f0jQy4VBok/s400/DaniLisa.jpg" border="0" /></a> My first ride on Dani. Awwww...<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinBEIA_GJR9-YeU-S0oAWkN6Cvd_4GulQTPTfgDUH7ELdOwVry8qiUDwXl5ZuUFur83iseMXwZNLtbCqvyHWPyIzgglIkHPcC6tvwO08IFqz091nhDI9EEUDOpDPIPsB7FCc2XfKcWlxI/s1600-h/Dani.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399991329724736098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 323px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinBEIA_GJR9-YeU-S0oAWkN6Cvd_4GulQTPTfgDUH7ELdOwVry8qiUDwXl5ZuUFur83iseMXwZNLtbCqvyHWPyIzgglIkHPcC6tvwO08IFqz091nhDI9EEUDOpDPIPsB7FCc2XfKcWlxI/s400/Dani.jpg" border="0" /></a> Her first hunting trip.<br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div><br /></div>ljbrookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06936663006417540761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913914960778079021.post-47309048131010486182009-10-27T15:07:00.000-07:002009-10-27T15:13:44.357-07:00Getting a winter coat.Dani is doing very well and enjoying her very mellow lifestyle. She is called to action only minimally for a trail ride or hunting trip since we are working mainly with Chavez in training. She still gets lots of love and pets as she is the most social and human-loving of the bunch.<br /><br />We brought in a new rescue a month and a half ago and she is trying to figure him out after his month of quarantine. They are making headway in the friend department.<br /><br />I am not excited about mud season, but at least Dani can go into it with no bandages and a healthy, sound leg.<br /><br />Pics to come.ljbrookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06936663006417540761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913914960778079021.post-5919361033458062512009-08-29T09:22:00.000-07:002009-08-29T09:34:01.191-07:00No post on the hunting trip?<div>This past spring, Dani went on a(n unsuccessful) bear hunting trip with Adam, my husband, and Ken, my father-in-law. She did all the expected things a green horse will do, but nothing bad in response to humans. Just some questionable judgement when allowed to make her own decisions. Sounds like most people I know...</div><div> </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375422880470648866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzOwDg8xTiu_AXDCDnQeGhd7T4h5tf20v2SFC6FSPt13hJiP_K3lnwPQxus9iI_AHGJE948gMCE76fOcJCYyOd5SLYEdFcX6oFRpaxax7QYOIXTe4uJei0t2wE4UeG_SfeX-z6kuo-ucI/s400/levi5bday+003.jpg" border="0" />Truck got stuck before even entering the hunting area. At least the hay was safe! </div><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhemDSAIF2DUrwd45w4gspLuIBVDOdHFVxYovpHGaPQi4iLi69Q8HCosieVyI49C_tK-wm70KUJVxBp__3LBMjb6eckorA6W_GAfTtWWjw5VFyxgpohkXv5JDu9yi7f59HCZ-Jwln_IVdM/s1600-h/levi5bday+006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375422891026325874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhemDSAIF2DUrwd45w4gspLuIBVDOdHFVxYovpHGaPQi4iLi69Q8HCosieVyI49C_tK-wm70KUJVxBp__3LBMjb6eckorA6W_GAfTtWWjw5VFyxgpohkXv5JDu9yi7f59HCZ-Jwln_IVdM/s400/levi5bday+006.jpg" border="0" /></a>They camped on a bit of a hillside. Somehow, Dani toppled and ROLLED down the little hill to land in the mud. Hard to tell with her coloring, but that is mud dripping off of her. </div><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375422898176083234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPB9S2LbGbQlC5JvjwRTtFsBK-EP9j8DGTpwTuuaJygNdr1FrQO9k4UOkKRA4oMAWxVHeKwUHHOsaAH-JKHuNNYFkIUatldM7Oli90oJ_3nYtl6h78NEaPqVSTZD3rx5bIfv0TJ62_fbQ/s400/levi5bday+007.jpg" border="0" /> <div>And, ready to hunt. That's Dani on the left and snow in the background.</div><div> </div></div>ljbrookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06936663006417540761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913914960778079021.post-82501069401237494442009-08-29T09:12:00.001-07:002009-08-29T09:21:40.278-07:00Holding weight and looking good<div>Dani has had some issues with keeping weight on. She gains weight fairly easily, but if I try to wean her off the grain or put her in with more than one other horse to eat with, she loses weight. She's definitely not the Alpha mare, so gets moved around alot during feeding time. Even with plenty of piles and places to eat, Pie and Ilo want ALL the piles to themselves. So, Dani has been eating with Chavez. He likes her and they are similiar in age and position within the herd. </div><br /><div></div><div>A couple of goofy pictures. I was actually taking pics of Chavez as it was something of a miracle that he allowed me to put a fly mask on him. Dani was so cute and inquisitive that I had to take some of her too. (She's on the far side in the pic of two horses.)</div><div></div><br /><div>Flies love her, much to her chagrin, so she's been wearing a fly sheet as well. Seemed to really help. I took it off last night when I turned her out with her buddies for roll in the pasture and the flies were immediately on her, despite almost dipping her in fly spray. </div><div> </div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg6KiHEIwHIBaWx0yUCWGUceONnsbHYeDBTcYwtvUXA8r1MaPzSMnaFRRj9r-XwLSccmAbXgpnSVeOd2TZxXIQuMTa74XeZf8CBy-l2022q1HBg2QkFR-OaQ8rCNvxBiqqax7Mm6x7yJU/s1600-h/horsesAug09+024.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375421220377551154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg6KiHEIwHIBaWx0yUCWGUceONnsbHYeDBTcYwtvUXA8r1MaPzSMnaFRRj9r-XwLSccmAbXgpnSVeOd2TZxXIQuMTa74XeZf8CBy-l2022q1HBg2QkFR-OaQ8rCNvxBiqqax7Mm6x7yJU/s400/horsesAug09+024.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTKsxDa7x3CsA19X-nDCtlpBu3xS-S978kRZ2yaosgT7zzxEJ9Ghv_QJO-UagVKAJ84wUbjfC12a6yQzKg0QGGyoRkgQRu45ZpzGnQ9cDSlwVpBbLA1oSA1Mu1xBq-JyfWLdGzQJhwbLs/s1600-h/horsesAug09+005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375421215696459570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTKsxDa7x3CsA19X-nDCtlpBu3xS-S978kRZ2yaosgT7zzxEJ9Ghv_QJO-UagVKAJ84wUbjfC12a6yQzKg0QGGyoRkgQRu45ZpzGnQ9cDSlwVpBbLA1oSA1Mu1xBq-JyfWLdGzQJhwbLs/s400/horsesAug09+005.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div></div><div> </div></div>ljbrookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06936663006417540761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913914960778079021.post-77911353261142607862009-07-13T20:46:00.001-07:002009-07-13T20:51:03.045-07:00Adam rode DaniAdams regular mount, Apple Pie, was feeling a bit off yesterday, so Adam took Dani to the base of North Sister (a mountain...) to ride looking for hunting possibilities for the fall. He didn't find any suitable hunting areas, but had a good ride on Dani. He said it was really windy and she was somewhat spooky for that, but overall did great.<br /><br />That was his first time riding her.<br /><br />I rode her last week, for the, I think, third time. We went to Todd Lake horse camp. Didn't camp, but parked there and rode the trail. We didn't make it all the way to Todd Lake, but did cross a couple of pretty deep streams, went over a bridge, through some still quite deep snow patches and lots of mud and rocks.<br /><br />She does better going back to the trailer. Not like she's trying to run home, but that she's seen this trail before and is more comfortable. Just lots of new things at once tend to make her a little wired. I've never felt like I was about to come off. Well, except that one time I did actually slide off when riding bareback...<br /><br />Leg looks awesome. Feet are good. She's just a great girl.ljbrookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06936663006417540761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913914960778079021.post-33461823070483796472009-06-16T13:40:00.000-07:002009-06-16T13:42:47.613-07:00Dani photos<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbYKOkmGKb5Wd75Jr-vM-T45r9Z0g52dRLL-sbAPnvf-AjL6zbavRFLLQo8cl5eaSobQbH-KMmw05e1ZjsYAQAFvZfgRgguSHDCI4iE2IE4D1Ru-SVHoyS-CwmC3nQRPZEInt5g0jdh30/s1600-h/horsesJune09+100.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348028568957019346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbYKOkmGKb5Wd75Jr-vM-T45r9Z0g52dRLL-sbAPnvf-AjL6zbavRFLLQo8cl5eaSobQbH-KMmw05e1ZjsYAQAFvZfgRgguSHDCI4iE2IE4D1Ru-SVHoyS-CwmC3nQRPZEInt5g0jdh30/s400/horsesJune09+100.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdl55RS4luLhBIDTQnxlw5Nef8WMJGN2v0EQzTtIR9vnLy7wRNRZUM09i8w8ifdJsAwLkZP1HdnGElf8ZI10x7mImL2LsSiKYyHZY4V05-nKlIoALGMYMdxwppt3C0PqgDvozYjGSilJQ/s1600-h/horsesJune09+099.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348028563529737426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdl55RS4luLhBIDTQnxlw5Nef8WMJGN2v0EQzTtIR9vnLy7wRNRZUM09i8w8ifdJsAwLkZP1HdnGElf8ZI10x7mImL2LsSiKYyHZY4V05-nKlIoALGMYMdxwppt3C0PqgDvozYjGSilJQ/s400/horsesJune09+099.jpg" border="0" /></a> <br /><br /><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjizHQ_65hWjOhB4X8Kn8RIjI8xg0UUICdS61W4OtTOMeqUzzFOc34MKcyIJ_s6PqoSPMyLS2ZGvBcGXx1CXT5wygInCMnhjUqjYu3ifL0TTtYquImeO2fVoXgqJwkUVGJO4HPKwiVhGKs/s1600-h/horsesJune09+055.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348028548579381618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjizHQ_65hWjOhB4X8Kn8RIjI8xg0UUICdS61W4OtTOMeqUzzFOc34MKcyIJ_s6PqoSPMyLS2ZGvBcGXx1CXT5wygInCMnhjUqjYu3ifL0TTtYquImeO2fVoXgqJwkUVGJO4HPKwiVhGKs/s400/horsesJune09+055.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpFpmHIaMJiVx-J-T2xR-FxbHuEoytKUNFkQeqnATL4XpLYuJRovdVvvZCUJqHf1gOqj8qAJ6pJ_CJi7Xa0o4od1N-KyczxmuZk5xyR5rszksNxXMZ3urFQpYxn7A0Q0p7GJxU2vBKopM/s1600-h/horsesJune09+039.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348028543273991362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpFpmHIaMJiVx-J-T2xR-FxbHuEoytKUNFkQeqnATL4XpLYuJRovdVvvZCUJqHf1gOqj8qAJ6pJ_CJi7Xa0o4od1N-KyczxmuZk5xyR5rszksNxXMZ3urFQpYxn7A0Q0p7GJxU2vBKopM/s400/horsesJune09+039.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>ljbrookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06936663006417540761noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913914960778079021.post-18530825233062911842009-05-03T18:01:00.000-07:002009-05-03T18:06:29.744-07:00I RODE DANI YESTERDAY!!!<div>Dani has been ridden for weeks by our trainers and I finally decided it was time someone else rode her. We don't have a saddle that fits her really well, so I rode her bareback. She did great. Not the best at steering, but she is easy to ride and didn't spook and get silly. We went for an easy mile or a little more at Horse Butte. She was getting tired near the end, but never got stumbly or off. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I am so excited about her!</div><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331768343867702610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoETITM5ZpG-hl2fY7JGLqQWL8JUDIkSScAJVyNfYzqhHT0rMEIvis0pXSFrP3go3oLI7BpFVfz6UsAr0ah2kqsJnqzpBzcOQMkt4y8tpZEh9_vjJH0CY_oycrkzmlwCNX2Eml2uYnaaQ/s400/DaniLisa.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div></div>ljbrookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06936663006417540761noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913914960778079021.post-49702507703216212302009-04-04T23:17:00.000-07:002009-04-04T23:32:11.007-07:00Broke, not brokenOur trainer has been riding Dani for about a month, after groundwork and some conditioning from the ground, to make sure her leg would hold up. Kali (trainer) says Dani is as close to "deadbroke" as a young horse can get. Obviously, we're not throwing kids up on her, but her personality and willingness to please make her very easy to handle and ride. I haven't ridden her yet, but she has gone on trail rides, done lots of arena and lunge line work is a great horse to have around. <div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div></div><div> </div><div>She hasn't had a wrap on her leg for a few weeks now and the swelling is absent except after a long workout. It's always getting better, and is fine during work, but when she stops, it swells a bit. </div><div></div><br /><div>It was super nice out today and all the horses were frisky.</div><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321089443433120226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhza2_d2CS-Tkrgc-UyPiqXvmVU97z_SrD3zDfNL0NkwPqDvVUknwbpnc3Fx_Pigm4_-uOREpPaDl21Svz8qo996R4EPk9bBDLPca1k4aglxayZfrvvRgsqtwX6SSIg7lYLg0N8O7OIWmY/s400/Horses09+(6).jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321089454641284834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmsgITGuvxpzKxrcWDrfNHYKlDQbFIYWN3kM81YloNz2KMEC-kc_cwQdg69EClYhnVh-eMvxwoxUFsPYx20WtQA2rjgeU4n0VXrTtQNyr4JY1CPNMLpC1WHfA2aAa2_1BUH2OEv7l-6KM/s400/Horses09+(13).jpg" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321089460490119410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzJpH6vpZpz0vPFtibFxvQL8edUCMEHlkhq1WWuwReECx4t04ZI9zvf6RIRF4DuuqSNF-D0qSXTHakcpYz2kSo8B7lvjWAXx8PZcbHBfyqakDzR50MkqSE7-BAgiJ2uundvkfUBV1geYs/s400/Horses09+(19).jpg" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321089468627573122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-UX0wEn6ivl2ZBF4lfrTK03exrmOHFAUxcVE4Dv45APRN8O7oadkAYmesnAfOA_gxYyKvreI7jUBl8k5c8zktbvWqDqe_eLKKiSmBvYAWq6MiPG4WCGOmKno7tIXz14WoPWWt0sKcLWc/s400/Horses09+(26).jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321089472786100578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSj3NhiSik2jShSeSPOKjIiX_M6Ip1IN3m3h-61kS5HmWPdmLtkOK1hYZ6iTvEqo22UG5oR2-oHFfyjWZWWwsfQvV4HHWb5euCZGbzNwW7CliP3f9XeKgql3waK5wlDZo369ui0KXsoZQ/s400/Horses09+(66).jpg" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321090694575127986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxi5q6Z4l6-SGqB3Dwj2YOPa6bNVdimMR38np16-AH0sqtZSp4Ga63okutvK4mkuVUH19e2znAQFlHP87QorT6ui312oJWdStDkcVgUPQuQu9FSEJRSxKZkyuyfNB8AMF8DOdZMd0NrZg/s400/Horses09+(67).jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321090707500903186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZZ86RXwSwXA6qLEKeyFVZwg_URZqWq5bASBzPzlGp7fN7FsX77PFS4nV8rOjZXVXUG4FYZNtadsV3cUQYMLuCkR9k2igYO0-WvZgrzAJTXcVzh_CwP1tzac6oF3yr1LWPM9KzL7-Czxg/s400/Horses09+(68).jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321090716816970370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB5TY1Yuqkj8uhevS7VJ-fFCBdwoHT1MR8Is8Gl3XfGy2H51vMsqRcge0nLgo7_hhMODFZY8zxqyTDYWaBp1J_ScxG5H30J7LgBX1gt927Mzue1UhDHbDt-H_6ACMwSNzLc_xwzqsGMks/s400/Horses09+(70).jpg" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321090724212714146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2IGxJGOCFIsYiOhILx3_frW5vwbMGK8hw8GxY88hKP9mBRJhUK-DvrAjvxfu-BaTcwwdcJBMqCjf0iPo2Wl0wNv3CuaxXba_cawy5kmJWbusb0fQFQm13tU_4c4P7_4t_EfWm0szoqk/s400/Horses09+(73).jpg" border="0" /><br /><div>Her toe is still a little long. Our farrier works with it every time to take it back a little more. Getting closer to correct. </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>ljbrookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06936663006417540761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913914960778079021.post-39105937189740408142009-03-19T19:38:00.000-07:002009-03-19T20:46:10.012-07:00Photos from February 2009<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBbz6y8uKyUbS6b5QDpsI9oojwcNd4Pmp1CRLIqNmOi72GFZfxGtX97zrmzZzYtuR3ETl7lpb_RxN7FivX6MSrkOdSouOFBwz0hNyO9B7X397W5pugvW8_Ajvg8WRSKqd41Uy9X3rWuBU/s1600-h/zihuatanejo+076.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315094745789787938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBbz6y8uKyUbS6b5QDpsI9oojwcNd4Pmp1CRLIqNmOi72GFZfxGtX97zrmzZzYtuR3ETl7lpb_RxN7FivX6MSrkOdSouOFBwz0hNyO9B7X397W5pugvW8_Ajvg8WRSKqd41Uy9X3rWuBU/s400/zihuatanejo+076.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4t3CxM4Q8Br1q9Vp9b0Q0hu-XNypKSwPLZxQxrH84tHIRbgVNvSmMQ_ZVchs7-kEldd8H_eR_D1LEcvr0rlROTIt4aMcRHvjVnY4rFSVQrE57N0-euyXHuoPM2Kzjls02K_X3aGtcFn4/s1600-h/zihuatanejo+074.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315094732135574802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4t3CxM4Q8Br1q9Vp9b0Q0hu-XNypKSwPLZxQxrH84tHIRbgVNvSmMQ_ZVchs7-kEldd8H_eR_D1LEcvr0rlROTIt4aMcRHvjVnY4rFSVQrE57N0-euyXHuoPM2Kzjls02K_X3aGtcFn4/s400/zihuatanejo+074.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcZArgbkNXTLlB0DAX4CCfhVodfrxAbOcw2I12WuK3N52og77YW9VmJp453hwIpfr6aB0u234YMwXLwu4hccR9woFK_QYIGH-Fc3WykhuISDFNgO5L4xSmKZW_QaJx4CIAPVUnKIj3bmA/s1600-h/zihuatanejo+073.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315094722691059810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcZArgbkNXTLlB0DAX4CCfhVodfrxAbOcw2I12WuK3N52og77YW9VmJp453hwIpfr6aB0u234YMwXLwu4hccR9woFK_QYIGH-Fc3WykhuISDFNgO5L4xSmKZW_QaJx4CIAPVUnKIj3bmA/s400/zihuatanejo+073.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDODVu-0BxW-eo17vJgnR_49eEFas3SKMERvUj-xLpGlfn4NY6V89lTC2DG1TahFg_RX7zgWUMdjZvJI_4WJmwFG4NAmRxb818YQT9d0noU-_pKNEkfuHQe1k_DXBY1stLynnLGnsn4Z8/s1600-h/zihuatanejo+071.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315094710977691298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDODVu-0BxW-eo17vJgnR_49eEFas3SKMERvUj-xLpGlfn4NY6V89lTC2DG1TahFg_RX7zgWUMdjZvJI_4WJmwFG4NAmRxb818YQT9d0noU-_pKNEkfuHQe1k_DXBY1stLynnLGnsn4Z8/s400/zihuatanejo+071.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>I opened the pasture gate for them to run back and forth. That's why she looks a little sweaty. This was the final "big wrap" before switching only to polo wraps, then nothing. </div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>ljbrookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06936663006417540761noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913914960778079021.post-29059608831506704122009-03-19T19:32:00.000-07:002009-03-19T19:37:04.047-07:00Wrap offDani's leg hasn't been wrapped in days and days. After the vet check over a month ago to see if she was ready to start some real work, I have slowly wrapped it looser and looser, ending with a polo wrap for a few days.<br /><br />In the end, I think she worries for it a bit and I have seen some small amounts of swelling, but I think it has more to do with exercise and general lymphatic drainage rather than long term swelling issues.<br /><br />Personally suffering from gross cold/illness. Haven't spent much time out there recently, but she looks good and frisky.ljbrookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06936663006417540761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913914960778079021.post-66190352346054387112009-01-03T15:06:00.001-08:002009-01-03T15:13:08.841-08:00Candy cane...or injured leg?New photos of Dani's leg. I was out of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">vetrap</span> and had to buy a couple of rolls from a local ranch supply store, so of course, bought red and white. It was, after all, Christmas eve.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287209062086934914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBSrS722dItL-vDf24cfstn6nxSCakdCnipiYEZnfwZNVVW5DMGDo0LcsHXXiBp7bibjxbrn-MOH8GWSAzLjQ-cnyfqkw5UfOPZ5yaoCSH6-fsaMO0oFGt8FpC1e_cT36ZzX98R8fDwWs/s400/Christmas2008+067.jpg" border="0" /><br /> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287209066738470290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhuvfsG9p0bBCCsLzhE-RAuYujw1Ey4JB4fPrxHGNncv-H7Ey3ryjvJzi3ngIQdahM05Dif1ZNABnbP01B4abx7-7jWZM1lNrs5nSOEXdQPK8jr3vXCYdiJhtbks8AE9gP-WvvIQLvMpE/s400/Christmas2008+068.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirPbvj57YudY5YCPnc6I_6oivOTaTzFqoVgfOSZjEySz8K_MQTU6p8T-Q_Nl86_LsMT6DeEyu2pyooQOJ77xVh_p7MElxE8D6XNQcQDBLfPCIA7d-tIgbI8vG3jUazxBYzCKpo1B7CZBY/s1600-h/Christmas2008+069.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287209070797232962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirPbvj57YudY5YCPnc6I_6oivOTaTzFqoVgfOSZjEySz8K_MQTU6p8T-Q_Nl86_LsMT6DeEyu2pyooQOJ77xVh_p7MElxE8D6XNQcQDBLfPCIA7d-tIgbI8vG3jUazxBYzCKpo1B7CZBY/s400/Christmas2008+069.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287209077908322498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG24qTdnFz5lKhzlB88fmlDmPo_3ZQZR_zDMZXthTLVP_6AyQ1M-y-IL8IWPHJOCahBNtSSY90HtHKDC_JNLOxEK2lRm1B4RURuxu3RK43xSX9txibjjDYGCYNO9ROSHByw1XK-sCjchs/s400/Christmas2008+070.jpg" border="0" /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>ljbrookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06936663006417540761noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913914960778079021.post-31060164994756413352008-12-05T18:47:00.001-08:002008-12-05T18:49:04.391-08:00Looking good. Feeling good.Leg looked amazing last bandage change. No photos, but it looks great.<br /><br />Dani has a winter coat and is kind of the odd girl out right now. The other four horses have "coupled up" and she eats by herself. :-(<br /><br />Lucky she's so adorable. She's the one who ends up getting the most attention I think, because she seeks human contact and affection.<br /><br />Love her!ljbrookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06936663006417540761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913914960778079021.post-14613460567059946232008-11-08T17:15:00.000-08:002008-11-08T17:22:04.709-08:00Ick.<div align="left"></div><div align="left">Swelling is all down from the leg debacle last week (week before?), but the gooey is back. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Blech</span>!</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">Changed bandage and opted against taking a picture as it is just stinky and sticky again. Sometimes it feels like one step forward, two steps back. But, it doesn't bother her at all and it's not painfully sensitive when I wipe it off. </div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">All horses were <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">de-wormed</span> today. Dani is about as good as it gets with accepting that. They almost all do the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Flehmen</span> response thing after the paste (curling upper lip) and Dani is no exception. </div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266461299947327762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOqGoBItqtsJqVFA8eaKcbh-rA53yRhV3b-qSKTOmNAD3uBWt1Sni6KrEwG-63sWCSUutjEzd5i9qzb6hULw2F0iGGskGrQmuXiKpga_wdF-3siQupa3xeYXYzcmFE0tIwKzUX_E8Y-QM/s400/horses+010.jpg" border="0" /> <div align="center">"Wait! I want another turn!"</div>ljbrookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06936663006417540761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913914960778079021.post-22171179465112031092008-10-30T06:46:00.000-07:002008-10-30T06:55:18.369-07:00New picsPlease ignore the copious amounts of manure. My tractor was injured and the poo pick-up goes so much quicker with it, so I waited for it to be fixed. Pens are now clean. :-)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4ywUXO3tN5Ci9GvxjjPdjr_89xGu4FFiYlMdOM5BX0kuSnDuFD1ehSUynTFsCuLLGhb2fY5JDYnpq3Mvu8p3IZlyQw86haXeE5SqwEDFECMp5PpT4uCJSHVK8gGTJx3Selo2LPk3c1zg/s1600-h/horses+019.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262943438563481106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4ywUXO3tN5Ci9GvxjjPdjr_89xGu4FFiYlMdOM5BX0kuSnDuFD1ehSUynTFsCuLLGhb2fY5JDYnpq3Mvu8p3IZlyQw86haXeE5SqwEDFECMp5PpT4uCJSHVK8gGTJx3Selo2LPk3c1zg/s400/horses+019.jpg" border="0" /></a> Dani with a chunk out of her hip. Healing up. It was just a hair removal attack. Cranky bad Pie!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy-ec0YNayVF_rXKa3UL9o9Ixi5SPeD3NmAppCmZIsfufTEoLDNMj4yYnQqq9iNAVbZjtMHa-BQZDWYY2EP8pUHG12DMp0qZvH_QTDXAAuM055S_9Eb8jH2A8pmVAGJBPZD1vtS1EdrB8/s1600-h/horses+020.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262943433670037618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy-ec0YNayVF_rXKa3UL9o9Ixi5SPeD3NmAppCmZIsfufTEoLDNMj4yYnQqq9iNAVbZjtMHa-BQZDWYY2EP8pUHG12DMp0qZvH_QTDXAAuM055S_9Eb8jH2A8pmVAGJBPZD1vtS1EdrB8/s400/horses+020.jpg" border="0" /></a> Did I mention she likes to have her nose in <em>everthing</em>?<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnyk5DZiQEvLTH2doRn8WXixaCZF7Od6G0lXLPXtwTax3cd6y4TvWlKAr8oAWYv767qc-L5btMcIBrLwcpUJ5ozs7msxyw4o20ebqpKiDjucx_jc2sjZyNhsblMyZz7JUOZ-GEgMA1NIQ/s1600-h/horses+025.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262943430230177506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnyk5DZiQEvLTH2doRn8WXixaCZF7Od6G0lXLPXtwTax3cd6y4TvWlKAr8oAWYv767qc-L5btMcIBrLwcpUJ5ozs7msxyw4o20ebqpKiDjucx_jc2sjZyNhsblMyZz7JUOZ-GEgMA1NIQ/s400/horses+025.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>ljbrookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06936663006417540761noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913914960778079021.post-9012968620267234182008-10-27T21:36:00.000-07:002008-10-27T21:41:31.112-07:00Padded. For now.I think Dani got kicked or rolled on it wrong or...who knows? When I removed the bandage last time, she was way <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">ouchy</span>. Not just looking back "what are you doing again?" <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">ouchy</span>, but pulled away and left the scene. I've been changing and checking while she's eating. I don't tie her and we have a little bonding time while I check her leg and she eats.<br /><br />She actually left her food to walk away from me. Leg hurts.<br /><br />It looks like, perhaps, a bruise. A kick, a stumble, we'll never know. I gave her a line of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">bute</span> (sounds a bit like she's got a habit there) and left the wrap off for awhile so the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">bute</span> could do it's magic.<br /><br />When I came back it was puffy, puffy, puffy. Cold hosed and she stood well for that. I thought she'd be dancing all over, but apparently the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">bute</span> worked. I had to leave her again so her leg could dry and then <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">rewrapped</span> as per 2 months ago.<br /><br />Today, swelling is down. Leg looks good.<br /><br />I had taken the camera out to get photos when I noticed the pain, so needless to say, was a bit distracted and didn't take any pictures.ljbrookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06936663006417540761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913914960778079021.post-57709352399407730522008-10-17T23:18:00.000-07:002008-10-17T23:20:29.496-07:00Basic bandageWe are done with the big standing wraps!! After I took the last one off a couple of days ago, I put a track bandage on, just to see how it would do for half an hour or so. It was great. I take it off and rewrap each day, but the leg is good. No swelling. Nothing weird.<br /><br />I put her in by herself at feeding time and at night, just so there is less risk of a kick or craziness from the other horses.<br /><br />She looks good. She's affectionate and sweet.ljbrookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06936663006417540761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913914960778079021.post-4486900563151508322008-09-24T13:02:00.000-07:002008-09-24T13:05:37.039-07:00New leg photos<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBg5aAb05ePHgae_gptnF7PY13XVBzaEIVnPKVYSm0tN3aJfn6cFpslXZpmzNnkkXyfu5fbwlXkMX_MaiOPwDIT5IiUxeOIxBd_tmikDWL1kJc4R8zZ8gDF7jqeOwEXQF3UdgzQ7YQ5Wg/s1600-h/Dani_Sept21.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249681492966913698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBg5aAb05ePHgae_gptnF7PY13XVBzaEIVnPKVYSm0tN3aJfn6cFpslXZpmzNnkkXyfu5fbwlXkMX_MaiOPwDIT5IiUxeOIxBd_tmikDWL1kJc4R8zZ8gDF7jqeOwEXQF3UdgzQ7YQ5Wg/s400/Dani_Sept21.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSX5evnkixmQfwExVb_FozH8Dm5mAmW05_xjw94KxYMW8OcG_nvtLd-GNTzeQ-lL0dqakRX2PeJ6D8CShlFi67ckiQyI1D21K1NCVwQsMq7r7PdGWqHTwobI6oq9Mi4zzm5sbVbZBDKcQ/s1600-h/Dani_Sept21+(2).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249681500864760642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSX5evnkixmQfwExVb_FozH8Dm5mAmW05_xjw94KxYMW8OcG_nvtLd-GNTzeQ-lL0dqakRX2PeJ6D8CShlFi67ckiQyI1D21K1NCVwQsMq7r7PdGWqHTwobI6oq9Mi4zzm5sbVbZBDKcQ/s400/Dani_Sept21+(2).jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ0pe-MsKIkafetIcEBq_W8rVyKaStBECnyZZPPfPzraOKvnfoJPgkB459nrAATJADeogb5FEe7VVB3oHqg6p82doyjtV3h_zPJl-EqL4SQRuQCLb6Yne_ep3O-jfWqQxH-BtfMsANdAo/s1600-h/Dani_Sept21+(3).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249681508659589426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ0pe-MsKIkafetIcEBq_W8rVyKaStBECnyZZPPfPzraOKvnfoJPgkB459nrAATJADeogb5FEe7VVB3oHqg6p82doyjtV3h_zPJl-EqL4SQRuQCLb6Yne_ep3O-jfWqQxH-BtfMsANdAo/s400/Dani_Sept21+(3).jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEYkJBasX6MfaA11GZZ7-W7f-wr3udwURGOyaLKuFcD_yyv7F6jig-p56IV7kMGU9r675Yb47qhqzUuxu2VZ4PjvULq-VdR9GyHbtQ0POJ7ETMrt2S0SsJRRgH9dsn12GqmAYsQIz29AE/s1600-h/Dani_Sept21+(5).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249681517078113506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEYkJBasX6MfaA11GZZ7-W7f-wr3udwURGOyaLKuFcD_yyv7F6jig-p56IV7kMGU9r675Yb47qhqzUuxu2VZ4PjvULq-VdR9GyHbtQ0POJ7ETMrt2S0SsJRRgH9dsn12GqmAYsQIz29AE/s400/Dani_Sept21+(5).jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>ljbrookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06936663006417540761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913914960778079021.post-41419167679374115392008-09-15T10:36:00.000-07:002008-09-16T20:33:51.840-07:00Speaking of horses getting loose...After a series of unfortunate events on Saturday, several gates were left open, including the one leading to our property. Even if all the pasture and corral gates are left open, the horses and dogs cannot get out of our property as it's completely fenced with an electric gate to come in and out. Mostly,this makes me feel better about cars not screaming down our driveway to mow down our kids and dogs, but it also gives a sense of security that horses will not wander away.<br /><br />Until Saturday night/Sunday morning.<br /><br />At about 3am on Sunday morning, I heard a horse yelling for all it was worth and the frantic pounding of hooves going from one length of a field to another. It sounded a bit like Phelps. Pie and Flame are gone on a hunting trip with Adam's dad for a couple of weeks, so I could immediately eliminate those two from the drama. Adam will join his dad hunting next week.<br /><br />* * * Dogs going nuts. To finish later...<br /><br />8:34am - next day- Time to finish my story of almost woe.<br /><br />A couple of days ago, one of the horses knocked down a couple of rails separating one pasture from another. Not a big deal as both pastures are fenced, gated and, again, even if by some weird miracle those gates are open, we have the gate to our property.<br /><br />At 3am, my mind was slightly fuzzy and I thought that Phelps had stepped over the last, lowest rail and couldn't figure out how to get back to the other pasture. I listened to the whinnies and stampede for several minutes, thinking it would stop.<br /><br />Finally, I got up to see what was going on. The <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">yeller</span> was <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Stetsan</span> (not Stetson) the neighbors Arab, and he was going crazy. Though that's not super unusual, it was for 3 in the morning.<br /><br />I was in PJ's, my husband's big, fleecy coat and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Crocs</span>. Not the best situation. None of my horses were in the adjoining field. Uh oh. Coyote? Cougar? Either was an option. I let my dogs out to help alert me and went to check on my horses. Belle, Phelps, Shelby...no Chavez or Dani.<br /><br />No worries yet. The gate to our property is closed, or so I thought, so they must be munching in the hay stack or trying to get in with the grain, or just eating the lawn. I turned on all the outside lights and made my way around. No horses. As I crossed our back lawn, I saw that the pasture gate was open. Not good, so they are definitely out roaming our property somewhere.<br /><br />I crossed to the side yard to see if they were eating over there. THE FRONT GATE IS OPEN. In a matter of seconds, I went from meandering around my own house at 3am to grabbing halters and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">leadropes</span> and thinking I should probably put on some more supportive undergarments.<br /><br />Adam was sleeping on the couch upstairs (we have a reverse living home) because he had a cold and, kindly, didn't want me to get sick. I called up that the horses got out of our property and he asked "which ones?". I told him, he said "okay" and went back to sleep. O.....<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">kay</span>.<br /><br />I ran back to the tack room to get some horse cookies and heard Levi, my 4-year-old, screaming at the top of his lungs. Only the worst goes through a mothers mind when her child is crying and screaming in the middle of the night. I dropped the cookies and ran to my kid. He had heard me talking with Adam and went to look for us. We weren't in bed, and he didn't even think to look for a parent upstairs. Why would he? He was outside in his <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">bare feet</span>, crying and looking for us. Though I don't understand why my kids first idea is that we've left them and moved to Zimbabwe in the middle of the night, they still freak out. I calmed him down, Adam got up to see what the commotion was about and we got him back to bed.<br /><br />Now, what is my plan to catch the renegades? I closed the pasture gate and walked out our front gate. I closed it, thought better of it in case they came back, closed it again, opened it. I don't think clearly that early. I walked down the canal road and immediately spotted <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">hoofprints</span>. I followed them until they got lost in the the sagebrush and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Manzanita</span>. I went toward the road and picked them up again, following the curves of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Neff</span> Rd. which is busy in the daytime, but blissfully empty at 3am. I followed the tracks to our neighbors with the horse. I couldn't see into his driveway. There was a beautiful full moon, but his place has lots of old growth trees and I couldn't see anything. I really didn't want to get myself shot by Old Bob who is 198 years old. Really, I think he's 88 this year. He can't hear or see very well, and I looked like a genuine <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">horse thief</span> with my halter and no flashlight.<br /><br />I snooped around his shed where <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Stetsan</span> can get out of the weather and saw no extra horses. I backtracked and followed their <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">hoofprints</span> going down the canal road the opposite direction. I could see I was going to have to get in my car.<br /><br />I went back <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">home, got</span> in my car, an SUV with 4-wheel drive. That will be important information later. I drove down the canal roads, following <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">hoofprints</span> which went in BOTH directions. Not especially helpful, other than knowing they had been this way, not that they still were. I know our other neighbor on the far side, has a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">motorhome</span> blocking the canal road right by his house, so I followed <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">hoofprints</span> until I saw the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">motorhome</span>. I knew I'd have to turn around and go that way via the paved roads. It was pitch dark, with only moonlight to help. I have been down this road many times, and know there is an open patch right in front of me. I stopped, pulled forward, backed up to turn and...went nowhere. The super soft dirt had caved under back tires and I was good and stuck. I put it in 4 low and rocked back and forth a little. This only served to dig my back tires deeper in.<br /><br />Yes, this is just what I need.<br /><br />I'm only a few hundred yards from my house, but it will take me about half a mile or a little less, to traverse the roads to get there, unless I want to cross the canal in my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">pjs</span> at 3:30am.<br /><br />I got back home, changed into slightly more reasonable clothing and fired up the 1982 dually diesel. Not the quietest vehicle, as you can imagine. Avoiding the canal roads, I drove around our neighborhood, looking for signs of the horses. Nothing.<br /><br />I am about to go back to the house and drink all the liquor when I saw a car coming toward me. It was a police car. I tried to flag him down, but he ignored me and kept going. He turned into the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">fire station</span> which is close to our house and I turned around and followed him. I caught up with him as he was getting out of his car, and told him my tale. He seemed <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">remarkably</span> unconcerned about 2, thousand pound animals roaming the neighborhood and said that, technically, it was not his <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">jurisdiction</span>. It was the county I should talk with. I asked him what he was if not the county police. Apparently, the police and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">fire station</span> only 1/2 mile from my home are CITY personnel and I need to talk with COUNTY personnel. Lovely.<br /><br />I gave him my name and number to pass along in case a COUNTY <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22">officer</span> noticed two horses running <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23">amuck</span>. I wasn't really expecting him to help look, but thought that he would care about the potential danger to motorists. But then, who really is at their best at 3:30 am?<br /><br />I was getting nervous and was tempted to cry in frustration, but at the ripe old age of 29...okay...36, I know that is not only unhelpful, but will hinder my vision. I called the gal who trains Chavez and gives Faith lessons on her pony, Belle. Voice mail. I left a message, explaining the situation and kept driving. She called back within 5 minutes and said "We'll be right over." We? Someone cares. Praise the Lord!<br /><br />I called my best friend, Patricia. Voice mail. I left my message. I called her husband, Paul. Voice mail. Same dumb message.<br /><br />Within 5 minutes Paul called me back. His voice was wonky, but said they'd be right over. I love my friends.<br /><br />I took the truck home, got more halters and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24">leadropes</span> and opened the front gate. I had previously fed the remaining horses, so they wouldn't be tempted to follow their buddies out the front gate. I had closed the pasture gates, but was slightly paranoid.<br /><br />I walked back down the canal road toward Old Bob's house. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25">Stetsan</span> was screaming again and that was unlikely unless our horses had headed back that way. Just as I got to his driveway, I saw a large, dark shape moving slowly toward me. Chavez. I spoke <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26">softly</span> to him and he walked closer. Then, my phone rang. It was Kali asking where to start looking. I said he was RIGHT HERE, and told her how to get here. I hung up and Dani turned and trotted off to a different house. Chavez followed. %$(*!#!<br /><br />I walked back and met Kali and Les, her fiance. We spread out and walked toward where I'd last seen them. Les stayed on the road, hoping to turn them if they looked like they would cross it. There are miles of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27">irrigation</span> district land on the other side, and I really didn't want to try to find them there.<br /><br />By this time, there were lights on in Old Bob's house. I walked up to his door and rang the bell. Thumps and crashes follow, but no Bob. Knock. Ring. Nothing. Suddenly, Bob came from around the other side of the house with a flashlight in his long handles. I yelled that it was just me. He said he was coming out to see what the noise was about. He checked on <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28">Stetsan</span>, who was running like he was on crack, but was fine, and gave us the okay to look around and get our horses if they were there.<br /><br />Paul called and said they were almost to my house. I asked them to go in the gate and wait there a minute in case the horses came back, as they were headed in that direction. We all met up and made a plan. Patricia went to my house to make coffee, Paul and Les spread out along <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29">Neff</span> Road and Kali and I spread out and walked through the neighbors property. I spotted them in the neighbors yard, close to Bob's house. I called Kali with coordinates.<br /><br />My phone buzzed with a text message "where's the coffee grinder?" My phone doesn't text. It spits out little symbols and I'm supposed to read the manual to figure it out. Not gonna happen. I called her and she whispered back. Adam was still asleep on the couch 20 yards from her.<br /><br />Kali had brought horse cookies. She is teaching Chavez to target and when she said "Target" he walked up to her and got his treat. She haltered him, I put a rope around Dani's neck and we walked them home.<br /><br />Once back home, the horses were put away, and we all went upstairs. Adam startled awake when the coffee was ground and he was mumbling gibberish, asking what I was doing. I told him Kali and Les, Paul and Patricia were here and they just helped me find the horses and bring them home. He was shocked. How could I call people up at 4 am and get them out of bed for horses!?! How could I explain that? At least he was wearing clothes, I guess.<br /><br />Kali and Les don't drink coffee. Neither does Paul. Patricia took hers to go. Faith was up by then and was giving everyone hugs. She asked why we were all up and I told her. She looked very sheepish and crawled onto Adam's lap. Within a minute or so, she came up to Patricia and told her that she had left the gates open. She wanted to ride Belle in the pasture and had forgotten to close that gate. Then, she had ridden her bike up to the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30">cul</span>-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31">de</span>-sac and had left the gate open so she could ride right into our property. She had forgotten to close that one too.<br /><br />Well, at least the mystery was solved. Faith was very brave to tell us. She caused 6 adults to be up way before they wanted to be on a Sunday morning. All is forgiven.<br /><br />Now, what about my car?<br /><br />When it got light, Adam took a different truck, not the dually, over to pull it out. We were able to rip the front bumper off, and scratch the paint, but the Envoy didn't move one inch. I called AAA and they arranged for a towing company to come pull it out.<br /><br />Waiting on the tow, we went back to the house. Faith rode her pony with a neighbor friend and I had more coffee. The guy who showed up to tow out my car was very gracious and kind. It took several tries and some tactical maneuvering to get it out, but he got us safely back to civilization. When I asked him how many jackasses like me he pulls out of the ditch every day, he thought for a minute and said "ask me again in the winter.".<br /><br />My car even works.ljbrookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06936663006417540761noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913914960778079021.post-37860671526497953352008-09-13T20:19:00.001-07:002008-09-13T20:21:16.783-07:00Ground driving Dani<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1jveZo_GqhyphenhyphenB0YtFmUTIO8pf3yjOdVon_3sdcO1bO6yd6BVVBV-vDCMO1iuTisA2p8iYb7h72pW2W6gWPIlUc_8L9Jajvp_glZNkgg_okMBcoJXiLNU3b50EYUJk_x0UJFTwgirsvpoU/s1600-h/soccer+050.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245711858122128066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1jveZo_GqhyphenhyphenB0YtFmUTIO8pf3yjOdVon_3sdcO1bO6yd6BVVBV-vDCMO1iuTisA2p8iYb7h72pW2W6gWPIlUc_8L9Jajvp_glZNkgg_okMBcoJXiLNU3b50EYUJk_x0UJFTwgirsvpoU/s400/soccer+050.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Dani did a really great job at ground driving today. She balked a little at first and then it clicked that I was steering her! Oh, right, she remembered. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>ljbrookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06936663006417540761noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913914960778079021.post-58023226465439838952008-09-12T20:25:00.000-07:002008-09-12T20:29:01.702-07:00A few new photos.<div>But none of her leg under the wrap. Sorry. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Still the lovebug and needs her nose in everyone's business. Faith has decided she'll take Dani as her horse, once she's ridable again. Hmmm...maybe we'll armwrestle for her. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnQSb46gCUfwP8nQlUKCzV2K2pCAVK4HJUUAlN3vQ4z31m0Drd5w5aiv8ZEAiDltBvpVxKMa2e6RA6pJUxK9N-uvdoDkZFXd4-hlLS9lkU3A58hYWve13Vl55XbA28zQPmazAk3NaFdfA/s1600-h/Dani_Sept08.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245342597850600498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnQSb46gCUfwP8nQlUKCzV2K2pCAVK4HJUUAlN3vQ4z31m0Drd5w5aiv8ZEAiDltBvpVxKMa2e6RA6pJUxK9N-uvdoDkZFXd4-hlLS9lkU3A58hYWve13Vl55XbA28zQPmazAk3NaFdfA/s320/Dani_Sept08.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZVhT07ugsTD8FuqnhBn-zzT65hKaJOeFFV6_uNoD5ZY_xn4rx7yOdal9GQ1sc3azh9rpbpdpzNTXLNydwpB9JzRdhx5dgBlpoI9wVgp724rHP_cS2xht7T7vtHnrOxffErLUcOnGetVw/s1600-h/Dani_Sept08+(1).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245342605064689586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZVhT07ugsTD8FuqnhBn-zzT65hKaJOeFFV6_uNoD5ZY_xn4rx7yOdal9GQ1sc3azh9rpbpdpzNTXLNydwpB9JzRdhx5dgBlpoI9wVgp724rHP_cS2xht7T7vtHnrOxffErLUcOnGetVw/s320/Dani_Sept08+(1).jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRIjxRISre3yhVRbCJcmZeZjP37ltI6kwiTNRZ07uPIwMOnFVidfAI_QlGAY314kTW1IvEVX1Bo5s0WpMbqEzbNWKVncKukjRVDXSAIvr7NsLx2fdvy2EUnMpLe7XrwnnYWxPY-Woj1L4/s1600-h/Dani_Sept08+(3).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245342607361891410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRIjxRISre3yhVRbCJcmZeZjP37ltI6kwiTNRZ07uPIwMOnFVidfAI_QlGAY314kTW1IvEVX1Bo5s0WpMbqEzbNWKVncKukjRVDXSAIvr7NsLx2fdvy2EUnMpLe7XrwnnYWxPY-Woj1L4/s320/Dani_Sept08+(3).jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA0GN90SNmH1iO2LSG-HuwXeRKAK-hmDUoFwZDqITqSG6XJ9oYuFzghwfgzeCo7REClDkws21t1P_ANOs14uH5fiDSaghLUmTWBl00Vde8wFu9kF6xmzig33PevzNSex4Q3i0QOi2UM1w/s1600-h/Dani_Sept08+(7).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245342614565202594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA0GN90SNmH1iO2LSG-HuwXeRKAK-hmDUoFwZDqITqSG6XJ9oYuFzghwfgzeCo7REClDkws21t1P_ANOs14uH5fiDSaghLUmTWBl00Vde8wFu9kF6xmzig33PevzNSex4Q3i0QOi2UM1w/s320/Dani_Sept08+(7).jpg" border="0" /></a></div>ljbrookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06936663006417540761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913914960778079021.post-6712715649989748722008-09-11T08:10:00.000-07:002008-09-11T08:11:17.602-07:00Remembering the September 11 attacks<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/September_11,_2001_attacks">http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/September_11,_2001_attacks</a>ljbrookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06936663006417540761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913914960778079021.post-17611908517545472762008-09-04T23:57:00.000-07:002008-09-05T00:01:30.882-07:00Pics soon. I hope. Busy, busy.<br /><br />When I went to check on the horses for the evening, I just put my head on the panel and let Dani and Chavez <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">snorkle</span> my hair. I love that feeling of horses noses in my hair. The smell of them, their warm breath; it calms me.<br /><br />Dani is... just herself. Her personality is beautiful and I love to hang out with her.ljbrookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06936663006417540761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913914960778079021.post-2705808874429826982008-08-25T20:00:00.000-07:002008-08-25T20:03:34.453-07:00Leg looks good, again.<span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Changing Dani's bandage today was a good experience. It looks as though it has not only gotten back to where it was before the big bath fiasco, but has made some good progress forward from there. </span><br /><br />She still comes right up, looking for love, or perhaps a snack, whenever I walk into the pasture.<br /><br />She does not like Phelps. I think she is asserting her womanhood and doesn't want to think this boy can come in and take over. Like he wants to.<br /><br />Anyway, Dani is good. Busy, crazy day here.ljbrookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06936663006417540761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913914960778079021.post-33325721634229399842008-08-18T01:29:00.000-07:002008-08-18T01:31:50.752-07:00Healing<span style="font-family:lucida grande;">I changed Dani's bandage again on Friday morning and it looks like the open/granulation tissue area is getting smaller. Just want you to know that I have been changing it. Just busy and haven't sat down to write about it. </span>ljbrookshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06936663006417540761noreply@blogger.com0