<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5998699889982262421</id><updated>2025-10-06T01:04:00.909-06:00</updated><category term="Tyrrell Park"/><category term="Barefoot trimming"/><category term="Barefoot trimming before and after pictures"/><category term="Barefoot trimming is really working"/><category term="Biscuit and Allison work in the arena"/><category term="Brenderup Trailer"/><category term="Camping with Butterbean"/><category term="Cleaning a sheath."/><category term="Day One of PowerPac Worming"/><category term="Don&#39;t leave home without your phone"/><category term="Equine shots"/><category term="Fish Fry"/><category term="Going Shopping"/><category term="Happy Horse Hotel"/><category term="Heart Monitor arrives"/><category term="Lyne Raff Photography"/><category term="McKinny Roughs"/><category term="My Saddle is returning"/><category term="Red&#39;s one year anniversary"/><category term="Rendaivu software"/><category term="Sarge cut his leg"/><category term="Scrapbooking Big Red"/><category term="Scubbing"/><category term="The V-Max Heart Monitor WORKS"/><category term="Trimming and rasping hooves"/><category term="`"/><category term="swollen sheath"/><category term="trimming hooves"/><category term="w"/><title type='text'>TRAIL RIDING IN TEXAS</title><subtitle type='html'>Trail horse riding Camping in my Brenderup Barefoot trimming Learning about EPM, COPD and Anhydrosis in horses.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dashingbigred.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5998699889982262421/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dashingbigred.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5998699889982262421/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1161</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5998699889982262421.post-4481576668490130287</id><published>2019-10-15T21:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2019-10-15T21:06:16.787-05:00</updated><title type='text'>OUR FIRST RIDE</title><content type='html'>I am still coughing but we went riding this past Sunday.&amp;nbsp; I took Sister.&amp;nbsp; I picked Alivia up at Kellie&#39;s and walked over to see Elan.&amp;nbsp; He is looking brighter in the eyes.&amp;nbsp; She sold Thymeleigh to Robin Dodson so she was picking him up a little later.&lt;br /&gt;
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We hauled to Tyrrell and met Paulette there.&amp;nbsp; I tacked up Biscuit in Barry&#39;s Billy Cook and put my Sharon Saare on Churro.&amp;nbsp; Biscuit didn&#39;t seem to care for that girth.&amp;nbsp; I walked him around a bit and then mounted up.&amp;nbsp; Harder to get in that saddle.&lt;br /&gt;
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We started out and Biscuit was moving forward like a good boy.&amp;nbsp; We saw some roseate spoonbills in the bog and a dead hog in the water further down in the slough.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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When we turned to go down the bayou we got to the culvert and it was half washed out and had a tree grown up over the part that was there.&amp;nbsp; We will have to take stuff to clear that out and then go across but it is narrow.&amp;nbsp; They will need to fix it.&amp;nbsp; We turned around and went back.&lt;br /&gt;
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Several times Biscuit took off at a trot and jog.&amp;nbsp; He is feeling so much better!&lt;br /&gt;
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Temps were cool when we started but warmed up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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All in all we had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;
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I went out Sunday and took him out to eat grass for a few moments.&amp;nbsp; I need to do his hooves but Monday and Tuesday I have had Tristan.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;He was fine yesterday and crying today.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Clydsdales are at the barn and I hope to get out and see them and get to see their routine.&amp;nbsp; Maybe tomorrow but I will have Tristan at least half the day.&amp;nbsp; I told Morgan I need to get out and do Biscuit&#39;s hooves.&amp;nbsp; I don&#39;t want to pay for it to be done.&amp;nbsp; I need to do it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Talked to Diane today and we planned a trip to McKinney Roughs for Nov 1-4.&amp;nbsp; She will probably get there on Oct 31 but I have a Halloween Party at the house so I will get up and leave around 7:00 AM or there around.&amp;nbsp; It is a 4.5 hour drive if I am not mistaken to Happy Horse Hotel.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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I also plan on going to Rustic Sky for Thanksgiving weekend leaving on Friday and staying through Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am going to Ebenezer this weekend for Friday and Saturday.&amp;nbsp; I can&#39;t wait.&amp;nbsp; I so need a break.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dashingbigred.blogspot.com/feeds/5133735072865996409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5998699889982262421/5133735072865996409?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5998699889982262421/posts/default/5133735072865996409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5998699889982262421/posts/default/5133735072865996409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dashingbigred.blogspot.com/2019/10/crazy-week.html' title='Crazy Week'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5998699889982262421.post-137752708896419453</id><published>2019-09-23T01:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2019-09-23T01:19:55.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>I went out to the barn around 12:30 PM today.&amp;nbsp; It was hot but had a breeze and when the clouds covered the sky it wasn&#39;t hard to stand out there!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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Biscuit came in and I gave him a treat that Miss Jean had gave me for my birthday.&amp;nbsp; He seemed to like it.&amp;nbsp; I haltered him and took him out to lick on the HorsLic.&amp;nbsp; He was a little dirty and needs a bath.&amp;nbsp; I will do that tomorrow.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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I gave him his Dex in cookies so he should be fine.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alivia texted that my saddle got wet in the storm at Doc&#39;s.&amp;nbsp; I told her that was ok and I&#39;d come get it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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I was helping Barry outside wipe down tote boxes full of Christmas decorations and other stuff.&amp;nbsp; Kellie and I were texting back and forth about Thymeleigh.&amp;nbsp; I really think if Barry rides him he will like him enough to buy him.&amp;nbsp; I told Kellie if she paid the board for a month and gave Barry the opportunity to ride him he might decide he would make a great mount.&amp;nbsp; So we decided one month trial.&amp;nbsp; He will come to the barn in a week.&amp;nbsp; Barry can ride him and see how he likes him.&lt;br /&gt;
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I think Barry would love to ride endurance.&amp;nbsp; He likes going fast and far and to win at endurance you better be on an Arabian.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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I went out to get the saddle and oh! how sad Alivia&#39;s house is.&amp;nbsp; She is next door to Doc and they got 4.5 feet of water in the barn.&amp;nbsp; Doc walked horses out twice 1 mile up the road in deep water starting chest deep with unruly horses.&amp;nbsp; Poor Azziza walked out all that way on foundered feet.&amp;nbsp; God love her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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I stopped at Kellie&#39;s to see Elan and bring him treats.&amp;nbsp; He was standing in front of his fan that was misting water on him.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;His face was dripping wet.&amp;nbsp; I fed my sweet Gorilla Man some treats and petted his face.&amp;nbsp; Such a sweetheart.&amp;nbsp; I miss him.&amp;nbsp; He used to place his head in my lap.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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I went out to see Bandit, Thymeleigh and Lady Dollar.&amp;nbsp; I gave them all treats.&amp;nbsp; Bandit really is a very nice horse.&amp;nbsp; Kellie said she is going to ride him.&amp;nbsp; I got to see Thymeleigh better.&amp;nbsp; He has put on weight since he came back from the trainer.&amp;nbsp; He is about as tall as Sarge was and about the same size but not as muscley like a QH is.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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If we can get in some rides on him that will be a good thing.&amp;nbsp; I have reservations in Ebenezer in October and we will take Thymeleigh for a final trail ride if the weather is good.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully, Barry will like him and decide to keep him.&amp;nbsp; Price is right and he is a good boy - Biscuit will then have a pasture mate.&amp;nbsp;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dashingbigred.blogspot.com/feeds/137752708896419453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5998699889982262421/137752708896419453?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5998699889982262421/posts/default/137752708896419453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5998699889982262421/posts/default/137752708896419453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dashingbigred.blogspot.com/2019/09/sunday.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5998699889982262421.post-8949427585496846150</id><published>2019-09-23T00:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2019-09-23T00:22:44.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday out to the barn</title><content type='html'>I went out Friday to the barn and Lee Ann P was there with her daughter Devin and her little granddaugher Lena from France.&amp;nbsp; What a little cutie!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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They were brushing Levi&#39;s mane.&amp;nbsp; It had gotten so twisted in the storm.&amp;nbsp; He must have been running around like a wildling.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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I went down to see Biscuit and gave him his cookies with a little Dex in them.&amp;nbsp; I didn&#39;t stay long as it was about to rain.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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I didn&#39;t go out to the barn Saturday.&amp;nbsp; I was exhausted.&amp;nbsp;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dashingbigred.blogspot.com/feeds/8949427585496846150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5998699889982262421/8949427585496846150?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5998699889982262421/posts/default/8949427585496846150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5998699889982262421/posts/default/8949427585496846150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dashingbigred.blogspot.com/2019/09/friday-out-to-barn.html' title='Friday out to the barn'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5998699889982262421.post-2572048362402082661</id><published>2019-09-19T21:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2019-09-19T21:02:10.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday - Flood Day</title><content type='html'>Rain.&amp;nbsp; Rain and more rain.&amp;nbsp; Tropical Storm Imelda sucks.&lt;br /&gt;
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My cake kitchen flooded.&amp;nbsp; Dogs in the house.&amp;nbsp; Water coming in my bedroom - now that was a sad moment.&amp;nbsp; Wet towels to beat the band.&lt;br /&gt;
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Water almost coming into the house.&amp;nbsp; By the grace of God it didn&#39;t except for the bed room.&lt;br /&gt;
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Took Barry&#39;s truck late this evening to give Biscuit his meds.&amp;nbsp; Paul, Miss Jean&#39;s grandson fed the horses today once but he wouldn&#39;t have known to give Biscuit medication.&amp;nbsp; I took a little bit of pellets and added the supplements he has to have.&amp;nbsp; Biscuit seemed just fine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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I am tired.&amp;nbsp; Long day.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dashingbigred.blogspot.com/feeds/2572048362402082661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5998699889982262421/2572048362402082661?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5998699889982262421/posts/default/2572048362402082661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5998699889982262421/posts/default/2572048362402082661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dashingbigred.blogspot.com/2019/09/thursday-flood-day.html' title='Thursday - Flood Day'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5998699889982262421.post-148303143472871344</id><published>2019-09-19T14:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2019-09-19T14:15:34.162-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Biscuit is healed!!!</title><content type='html'>It was pouring rain when I got up to go take Biscuit to the barn.&amp;nbsp; I set my alarm but it didn&#39;t go off.&amp;nbsp; I was rushing to get there.&amp;nbsp; No make up and slapped a hat on my fuzzy hair.&amp;nbsp; I put on my rain jacket and hooked up the trailer in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;
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I got to the barn and the gate was open, barn light on, dogs out....feed barn closed.&amp;nbsp; I pulled up and opened the feed barn.&amp;nbsp; Horses hadn&#39;t been fed as the Kabota was dry.&amp;nbsp; Dang..where was Jamie and Edgar?&amp;nbsp; Down to get Biscuit...all of the horses were calling out for me to stop!!&amp;nbsp; There goes the feed wagon!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Biscuit was solid on facing his feed bucket.&amp;nbsp; I rolled up my pants and stepped out in ankle deep water in the corral.&amp;nbsp; I haltered him and as I was leading him out I noticed Fat Kate&#39;s muscles were twitching all over.&amp;nbsp; Not shivering - twitching.&amp;nbsp; I took Biscuit up front and opened the back of the trailer.&amp;nbsp; Loaded him and shut the ramp and back flap to keep out as much rain as I could.&lt;br /&gt;
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I called Lee Ann P and told her I felt like I was in the twilight zone.&amp;nbsp; I was looking for Jamie and Edgar&#39;s trucks and they weren&#39;t there.&amp;nbsp; Hummm...was a black car there?&amp;nbsp; Yep..That was Edgars.&amp;nbsp; I guess he was waiting to Jamie to get there to feed or for the rain to slack off.&lt;br /&gt;
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I called Emma - Kate&#39;s momma and told her about the twitching.&amp;nbsp; I said I was headed to the vet and would tell them what I saw.&amp;nbsp; Got to the vet.&amp;nbsp; Katelyn came out to the trailer to take his blood.&amp;nbsp; I told them about Kate&#39;s twitching.&amp;nbsp; Said it could be the rain, allergies, etc.&lt;br /&gt;
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The test was $79 so that wasn&#39;t too bad!!&amp;nbsp; Emma texted me a video while I was driving home.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;She said they told her to bring Kate up and dry her off so she did.&amp;nbsp; She was already gone when I got there.&amp;nbsp; I fed Biscuit on the wash rack and cleaned the horse poop out of the trailer.&amp;nbsp; I got the Kabota and took him down to his pasture and turned him out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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Doc texted me around 10:53 AM to tell me:&lt;br /&gt;
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Muscle enzymes slightly above normal.&amp;nbsp; Everything else within normal limits.&amp;nbsp; He&#39;s good to go!!&lt;br /&gt;
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I asked what the number was and he said 490.&amp;nbsp; Normal was 120-470.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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I want that to come down further so Biscuit will stay on the medications.&amp;nbsp; I will have him tested probably in January to make sure those numbers are coming down.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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I sent him the video right then of Kate.&amp;nbsp; He called Emma and said he&#39;d come take a urine sample.&lt;br /&gt;
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I went back out there when Doc was there with Kate and Emma.&amp;nbsp; She&#39;d cut her eye and he put one stitch in it.&amp;nbsp; He thought it could be low electrolytes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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He called her later and after running the blood test and said it was looking like allergies.&amp;nbsp; Wow.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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I had Tristan Tuesday because of his teething.&amp;nbsp; He and I went to Kroger to get diapers and Halloween plates!&lt;br /&gt;
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We stopped at the barn and I gave Dex cookies to Biscuit.&amp;nbsp; He gobbled them up and I had to leave.&amp;nbsp; We are going to the vet tomorrow</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dashingbigred.blogspot.com/feeds/5690364065195361917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5998699889982262421/5690364065195361917?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5998699889982262421/posts/default/5690364065195361917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5998699889982262421/posts/default/5690364065195361917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dashingbigred.blogspot.com/2019/09/tuesday.html' title='Tuesday'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5998699889982262421.post-8281993415068926527</id><published>2019-09-16T20:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2019-09-16T20:19:03.022-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday at The Barn.</title><content type='html'>On the way to the barn Emma, Kate&#39;s momma, sent me a video of Biscuit.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; He was trotting around, flagging his tail and snorting.&lt;br /&gt;
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I got out there and she and her husband were trying to catch Kate.&amp;nbsp; Biscuit was out in the pasture but he wouldn&#39;t come to me.&amp;nbsp; They finally caught Kate and led her out up to the barn.&amp;nbsp; I tried to walk out to him but he was going around me in circles so I didn&#39;t want to start that crap again.&amp;nbsp; I got in my car and backed into the runway.&amp;nbsp; Before I knew it he was standing in the corral.&amp;nbsp; I got out to get him and they were back with Kate.&amp;nbsp; Biscuit let me halter him with no problems and I led him up to the barn.&lt;/div&gt;
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Kellie wants to get Thymeleigh off of her ranch as he is a being very dominate with Elan.&amp;nbsp; She is sending him to Plum Nearly and he is going to go into the pasture with Biscuit.&amp;nbsp; Barry is going to ride him.&amp;nbsp; She just told me a lady is coming from Stephenville next week to try him.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;She would like us to buy him...it will depend on if Barry likes him or not.&amp;nbsp; Who knows.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I took Barry up to the wash rack and spoke to Lee Ann P about putting Biscuit in with Thymeleigh.&amp;nbsp; He is coming Thursday at 10:00 so I will meet her out there and introduce him to Biscuit.&amp;nbsp; We will see how it goes.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I did Biscuit&#39;s hooves all around but only the bottoms.&amp;nbsp; Tomorrow I will try to do the top edges.&amp;nbsp; I brushed Biscuit&#39;s body and mane and tail.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I visited with Lee Ann P and B, Ashley and Emma.&amp;nbsp; The weather changed and the temperature dropped.&amp;nbsp; I checked the temps for this weekend.&amp;nbsp; It is going to be in the 80&#39;s so the temp is definitely dropping thank God.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I am taking Biscuit to the vet Monday for another blood test to see if his numbers are coming down.&amp;nbsp; If they are he and I are going riding this weekend.&amp;nbsp; If not - we aren&#39;t.&amp;nbsp; Sister is limping on her front right paw so I am not taking her.&amp;nbsp; Maybe taking Lu Lu.&amp;nbsp; We shall see.&lt;/div&gt;
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Biscuit seems to be doing really well.&amp;nbsp; He looked like he was breathing a little heavy - not heaving by any means though.&amp;nbsp; He had been running all over the pasture so I think that had something to do with hit.&amp;nbsp; It was hot and humid but started up a nice breeze.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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We tried to get Lamb Chop to come to use but it was no bueno.&amp;nbsp; Legato came galloping to me along with Zurra.&amp;nbsp; Ava loved petting her soft nose.&amp;nbsp; So cute!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Friday I had Rhys for about 4 hours.&amp;nbsp; We went out to the barn and got in the Kabota.&amp;nbsp; I strapped him in and we went down the ranch road to see Biscuit.&amp;nbsp; I took Biscuit and and let him lick on the HorsLic and eat grass.&lt;/div&gt;
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He is adorable.&amp;nbsp; He wasn&#39;t afraid of Biscuit and didn&#39;t make any sudden moves.&amp;nbsp; He was waving around his ribbons and I told him to put it in his pocket so he did.&amp;nbsp; I put Biscuit back up and strapped him into the Kabota and we went back up to the ranch and left.&amp;nbsp; It was hot!&lt;/div&gt;
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Saturday I went out around 4:00 with Morgan and the kids.&amp;nbsp; We talked to Brittney and I was petty Gus.&amp;nbsp; Dang...that is one big HORSE.&amp;nbsp; I introduced Morgan and Brittney.&amp;nbsp; Talked to Edgar and Jamie.&amp;nbsp; I squirted his DEX in a bucket of feed for him so Jamie could feed it to him.&amp;nbsp; I think too many . treats seem to aggravate his throat.&lt;/div&gt;
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Sunday I went out to see Biscuit around Noon or so.&amp;nbsp; He came in and Fat Kate stayed out of the corral.&amp;nbsp; I put his halter on but didn&#39;t take him out.&amp;nbsp; I just pulled his HorsLic in and he was enjoying it.&amp;nbsp; Kate limped in - that poor girl is lame off and on.&amp;nbsp; She was RIGHT BEHIND ME.&amp;nbsp; No ground manners.&amp;nbsp; She will not move off when asked.&amp;nbsp; She tried nosing me out but I didn&#39;t allow.&amp;nbsp; I finally took Biscuit&#39;s halter off and walked out and tied the gate.&amp;nbsp; She moved in to lick on it for a few seconds until Biscuit snaked his head at her with ears flat.&amp;nbsp; She moved off just in time for Biscuit to lift up that butt and kick at her with his back left hoof.&amp;nbsp; She half heartedly kicked at him back.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I talked to Kassie extensively about Biscuit.&amp;nbsp; Generally EPM causes the rise in the enzyme levels.&amp;nbsp; His levels aren&#39;t that bad she said but I did point out he is on total rest.&amp;nbsp; The medication is DMG 3000 and he will take a scoop in the morning and night.&amp;nbsp; Double it on Thursday - Sunday if I take him riding.&amp;nbsp; I will have him tested the Wednesday before I go to make sure he is ok before I go.&amp;nbsp; If he isn&#39;t better I will cancel my trip.&lt;br /&gt;
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I went to the barn and got a bit of feed to give Biscuit his first dose.&amp;nbsp; I told Jamie and Edgar how to give it to him.&amp;nbsp; Biscuit looked a little tired today.&amp;nbsp; Must have arrived when he was napping!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Doc called me later and repeated that and said it should come down with this medicine.&amp;nbsp; He said they&#39;d order it and it would be in late in the afternoon and I could pick it up Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;
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I went out to the barn and went down and got Biscuit.&amp;nbsp; The Lee Ann&#39;s were there and we all visited on the wash rack and I worked on Biscuit&#39;s front hooves and groomed him.&amp;nbsp; Emma, Kate&#39;s mom, came out and I spoke with her.&amp;nbsp; She said Biscuit was so sweet and got upset when her little girl fell down!&amp;nbsp; Zarro came up to where Biscuit was and was nuzzling him and he was very sweet with her.&amp;nbsp; He would make a good horsey uncle to her!&amp;nbsp; He got a ton of treats.&lt;br /&gt;
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I took him back to the pasture and gave him his cookies with the DEX and he coughed - I think he ate too many today while up on the wash rack.&amp;nbsp; He then snorted and blew horse snot ALL over my shirt.&amp;nbsp; Thanks Biscuit!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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I got a present from Sara McNeil and Lena, Biscuit&#39;s half sister!&amp;nbsp; She bought one for herself and sent one to me.&amp;nbsp; I hope to make this before Christmas.&amp;nbsp; It is beautiful!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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I loaded him up still wet so he wouldn&#39;t get hot as it was muggy Monday morning.&amp;nbsp; I stopped at McDonald&#39;s for an Egg McMuffin.&amp;nbsp; The ham came off for the dogs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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I got to Doc&#39;s and unloaded Biscuit and walked him into the aisle.&amp;nbsp; When Doc came out he was poking Biscuit all over with a hemastat.&amp;nbsp; I don&#39;t remember him doing that before but he said Biscuit wasn&#39;t very responsive in the back end and he certainly was Monday.&amp;nbsp; He was looking at me with big white ringed eyes wondering what the heck Doc was doing to him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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Coggins was pulled and shots were given.&amp;nbsp; Doc had Kayla walk/trot him up and down the aisle and Doc was trying to pull him off balance by his tail.&amp;nbsp; Biscuit was pulling back!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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Doc said he looked great.&amp;nbsp; Great weight and condition and he said he&#39;d never seen him look better.&amp;nbsp; He listened under his jowls and then on his back to listen to his lungs.&amp;nbsp; He said he couldn&#39;t find even a slight wheeze!!!&amp;nbsp; I asked about the enzymes so they pulled another tube of blood.&amp;nbsp; I won&#39;t know about the enzymes til Tuesday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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Doc said I could ride him once the enzyme test was back.&amp;nbsp; He said wait til a little break in the weather.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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I was thrilled!!!&amp;nbsp; Cost today was $243.&amp;nbsp; But that was shots and Coggins plus the other records.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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He isn&#39;t as interested in the HorsLic now but wanted to graze.&amp;nbsp; We walked around a bit, I think he thought I was holding out of treats.&amp;nbsp; I pushed the HorsLic where Fat Kate could get to it.&amp;nbsp; She was going to town on it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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He got more treats and then I put him up.&amp;nbsp; It was hard squeezing past Kate!&amp;nbsp; Biscuit licked on the Lic with her.&amp;nbsp; I gave them both horse treats and the left.&lt;/div&gt;
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Tomorrow is the day.&amp;nbsp; I hope to get out to the barn early so I can hose him off as he is full of dried sweat and dirty.&amp;nbsp; Hoping he is cleared to ride.&amp;nbsp; He will get his shots tomorrow and be wormed when we get back to the barn.&amp;nbsp; I texted Jamie to lock him up in the morning so he isn&#39;t stressed before I go.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Had to go get a new battery for my RAV4. I had that installed and headed home.&amp;nbsp; Barry has had a stomach issue and I had put a simple chicken soup on earlier today.&amp;nbsp; I got home and he said it was really good.&amp;nbsp; I added more chicken, onions and potatoes and seasonings to have enough for his lunch tomorrow.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I went out later this afternoon and gave him his DEX cookies and took him out of the pasture.&amp;nbsp; He barely licked on his HorsLic - he was more interested in eating grass.&amp;nbsp; I let him graze for awhile.&amp;nbsp; He looked like he was breathing SLIGHTLY a little harder than yesterday but hardly noticeable.&lt;br /&gt;
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I took Morgan to the airport today in Houston.&amp;nbsp; She and the kids went to Raleigh for a wedding.&amp;nbsp; Hoping they don&#39;t see bad weather because of Hurricane Dorian.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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On the way back I stopped at Tractor Supply in Winnie.&amp;nbsp; I bought a cute little white enamel dog food can.&amp;nbsp; It was $29...but it so she said $19 reduced.&amp;nbsp; I said do you have another as this one is dented on the lid making it hard to close.&amp;nbsp; She dropped it to $12 and I bought it along with a large bag of treats for Biscuit instead of the regular size I always get.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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I went to the Barn around 4.&amp;nbsp; Craig was there I said hi to him.&amp;nbsp; Went down and took Biscuit out.&amp;nbsp; He was sweaty as all get out!&amp;nbsp; He ate some treats, licked on the HorsLic and started eating grass.&amp;nbsp; Barry called and I said I was on my way and we were going out to eat.&amp;nbsp; I spoke to Lee Ann B on my way out.&amp;nbsp; I am going to pick up DEX for her Monday at the vet when I go.&lt;br /&gt;
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Got home...we didn&#39;t go eat.&amp;nbsp; I had to go to the grocery store so about 7:15 I went back to the barn because Biscuit needed his DEX cookies.&amp;nbsp; Craig was still there and I talked to him, Lee Ann P and Donny.&amp;nbsp; I went down to see Biscuit and took pictures and videos.&amp;nbsp; He came trotting in from the back but I couldn&#39;t get the video started in time!&amp;nbsp; Dang.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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He is doing well.&amp;nbsp; No heaving at all.&amp;nbsp; No flaring nostrils at all.&amp;nbsp; Yay.&amp;nbsp; Hope it stays that way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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When I started to back my car up to turn around I noticed I wasn&#39;t going where I thought I needed to go!&amp;nbsp; LOL . I was backing up my car like I had the trailer attached!&amp;nbsp; Hahahahaha . Idiot!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Came back and visited with Lee Ann P and B on the wash rack with little Zorra and Legato.&amp;nbsp; She is just too cute for words.&amp;nbsp; It was hot and after awhile I said turn on the fans but it was too late.&amp;nbsp; I over heated and felt bad.&amp;nbsp; Donnie had shown up and was telling us stories but I had to get in my car.&amp;nbsp; There was no breeze and it was blazing hot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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I went down to see Biscuit and he caught sight of me and came galloping in!&amp;nbsp; Yay Biscuit!!!&amp;nbsp; He was sweaty as all get out and I haltered him and let him lick on the HorsLic and eat grass.&amp;nbsp; It was cooler out in the open out there than up by the barn.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am counting down the days until I take him to the vet.&amp;nbsp; Hoping this is all behind us soon and my sweet boy is on his way to restored health.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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I need to buy more horse cookies to put his medicine on.&amp;nbsp; Yesterday he though the cookies had too much medication on them.&amp;nbsp; I am going to do like Lee Ann B does and dip his cookies in molasses or honey!&amp;nbsp; I want to make sure he eats it!&lt;br /&gt;
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I did his feet while I was there.&amp;nbsp; That is a hard go for me but I got it done.&amp;nbsp; All four feet.&amp;nbsp; I was sweating to beat the band.&amp;nbsp; I did each foot, resting in between each step.&amp;nbsp; Then I went back and pulled them up to to the fronts.&amp;nbsp; I pulled those toes back quiet a bit.&amp;nbsp; I haven&#39;t been happy with how they look.&amp;nbsp; Biscuit was a good boy while I did this.&amp;nbsp; I used a scissor to dig out some black in the edges. I added the purple drops in them to get rid of the thrush.&amp;nbsp; I was pretty aggressive with pulling the toes back so I will work on them again next week.&amp;nbsp; They looked great when I got through with them but one hoof is splitting and raggly so it is going to take some doing to make it better.&amp;nbsp; After I did his hooves I rinsed his mane and tail out and then let him eat grass until his hair was dry.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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Last Friday night Sarge colicked in Colorado.&amp;nbsp; His little girl said he didn&#39;t look right in the face and was on the ground.&amp;nbsp; She ran and got Reba who immediately checked him out and hauled him to the vet.&amp;nbsp; Thank God he was ok and she brought him home.&amp;nbsp; I told her we hope to come see him next year.&amp;nbsp; That would be just fabulous.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sunday I loaded up my dogs and we went in the late afternoon.&amp;nbsp; Biscuit immediately comes in and I prepared his cookies with 2cc&#39;s of DEX.&amp;nbsp; He ate them and I haltered him.&amp;nbsp; He ate on his Lic while I fly sprayed him.&amp;nbsp; Dang.&amp;nbsp; My tack bag fell over in my car and most of my Cowboy Magic is now on my floor mats.&amp;nbsp; Yeah...like that was great...NOT.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sister and Lu Lu ran all over the place.&amp;nbsp; I video&#39;d them and took pictures of Biscuit.&amp;nbsp; Biscuit looked like he whacked his right eye on something.&amp;nbsp; His left eye was fine.&amp;nbsp; I checked his flanks for any sign of heaving.&amp;nbsp; There is absolutely NONE.&amp;nbsp; Thank God for answered prayers.&lt;br /&gt;
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I went down to the barn and took Biscuit out.&amp;nbsp; He licked on his HorsLic while I fly sprayed him and put the Equipedic Lotion on his pasterns.&amp;nbsp; I gave him 2cc&#39;s of Dex in cookies.&amp;nbsp; I went back up to the barn and talked to Lee Ann B.&amp;nbsp; Rogue has been coughing but he looks good.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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Counting down the days until I take Biscuit to the vet and hopefully get clearance to take him riding!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dashingbigred.blogspot.com/feeds/4830894915693512242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5998699889982262421/4830894915693512242?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5998699889982262421/posts/default/4830894915693512242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5998699889982262421/posts/default/4830894915693512242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dashingbigred.blogspot.com/2019/09/friday-visit-to-biscuit.html' title='Friday visit to Biscuit'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5998699889982262421.post-7504266903249293910</id><published>2019-08-29T21:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2019-09-01T21:19:00.824-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Missed Wednesday but back on Thursday</title><content type='html'>I had to miss yesterday due to keeping Tristan.&amp;nbsp; I thought Thursday was the day Doc was coming out so I made a chocolate cake and 6 huge chocolate cupcakes and 6 big rum cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;
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Thursday I had to go to the hospital to see my sister in law.&amp;nbsp; I had called Lee Ann to confirm our meeting at 7.&amp;nbsp; Hahahahah it is &quot;on a Thursday&quot; not necessarily this Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;
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I took the cake and cupcakes out there later.&amp;nbsp; I can certainly make more later.&amp;nbsp; Visited with Mr. Gus and Linda, Edgar and Lee Ann.&amp;nbsp; Lee Ann said she thought Legato was better.&lt;br /&gt;
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On the way down to visit Biscuit I stopped and gave her some treats.&amp;nbsp; Her eyes looked wide open and bright.&amp;nbsp; That is a good thing.&amp;nbsp; I went down and gave Biscuit his cookies with 2cc&#39;s of Dex and then took him out to lick on his HorsLic.&amp;nbsp; Gave him more cookies and then had to go.&amp;nbsp; He seems to be doing really well.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dashingbigred.blogspot.com/feeds/7504266903249293910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5998699889982262421/7504266903249293910?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5998699889982262421/posts/default/7504266903249293910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5998699889982262421/posts/default/7504266903249293910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dashingbigred.blogspot.com/2019/08/missed-wednesday-but-back-on-thursday.html' title='Missed Wednesday but back on Thursday'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5998699889982262421.post-7061263230725578992</id><published>2019-08-27T22:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2019-08-29T21:40:46.268-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rasped Feet</title><content type='html'>I went to the barn this morning and Miss Jean was out there.&amp;nbsp; Cydaboo was saddled.&amp;nbsp; She had sent her off to be trained for the great grandkids.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Cydaboo is 18 and was broke I think years ago but never really ridden.&lt;br /&gt;
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I was talking to Miss Jean and Lee Ann and I asked her about Legato.&amp;nbsp; She said yes that she started her on Marquis. The tests aren&#39;t back but she is wobbly and didn&#39;t even feel a hymostat Doc put on her back leg.&amp;nbsp; I hugged Lee Ann.&amp;nbsp; I hope Legato will be alright.&amp;nbsp; I told her about the rebate on the Marquis paste and that I would send her a link.&amp;nbsp; She said that Doc will be at the Barn Thursday at 7:00 to talk to the boarders about EPM and what to look for.&lt;br /&gt;
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I went down the ranch road with Lee Ann and Miss Jean on the Kabota and picked up Biscuit.&amp;nbsp; He looked at me a little funny but came to me anyway.&amp;nbsp; We went back up to the ranch on the Kabota with Lee Ann holding Biscuit.&amp;nbsp; She got him to trot up there.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hosed him off and worked on his feet.&amp;nbsp; OMG I had sweat popping out all over me.&amp;nbsp; Lee Ann had gone in for lunch so I got all of his feet done.&amp;nbsp; Not happy with the farrier work.&amp;nbsp; His toes are long.&amp;nbsp; I worked at pulling them back.&amp;nbsp; Hosed off the washrack and picked up the stallion poop...he is the one Debbie left at the barn.&lt;br /&gt;
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I gave Biscuit cookies with 2cc&#39;s of DEX and then extra cookies.&amp;nbsp; He is such a good boy.&amp;nbsp; I took him back to his pasture driving the RAV4.&lt;br /&gt;
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I went home and Lee Ann called and asked about what I said about Biscuit being brighter in the eyes in a 3 or 4 days.&amp;nbsp; She said she just went and got Legato and she looked a little brighter.&amp;nbsp; That is wonderful.&amp;nbsp; We discussed EPM and the range of issues it covers.&lt;br /&gt;
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I will be going Thursday evening and bringing chocolate cake.&amp;nbsp; Doc, Lee Ann, The McFaddin&#39;s and Jamie love chocolate cake so I will bring some desserts and little plates.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;While this isn&#39;t a party, of course, it will be a nice time to get to know some of the new borders.&amp;nbsp; I am just going to make bundt cakes as it is way easier.&lt;br /&gt;
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I worked on Biscuit&#39;s feet and did 1 and part of another.&amp;nbsp; Biscuit is looking good.&amp;nbsp; I brushed him and took him back.&amp;nbsp; He licked on his HorsLic until it started sprinkling and I had to go.&amp;nbsp; I got rained on some but not bad.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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I started working on his hooves.&amp;nbsp; The fronts look too long to me.&amp;nbsp; I feel good enough to resume hooves.&amp;nbsp; It is hard work.&amp;nbsp; ;-)&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Lee-Ann was grooming Rogue.&amp;nbsp; She said something about Miss Jean telling Jamie not to forget to give Legato her medicine for EPM.&amp;nbsp; I told her Lee Ann P had mentioned she though Legato may have it.&amp;nbsp; :-(&lt;br /&gt;
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I was brushing Biscuit and soaped up his mane and tail.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Clouds came over and a HUGE lightening strike hit over toward&amp;nbsp; Twin City that I could see.&amp;nbsp; Then BOOOMMMM.&amp;nbsp; Biscuit and Rogue spooked up harder than I thought they would.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;More lightening. Lee-Ann was done with Rogue and headed back down to his pasture.&amp;nbsp; Boom...another and Biscuit startled but not bad...I was just glad I didn&#39;t have his foot in my hand.&amp;nbsp; I untied him and head down to his pasture before it got worse.&amp;nbsp; Lightening was pooping all over.&amp;nbsp; I saw Lee-Ann turn Rogue loose.&amp;nbsp; He took off when a lightening bolt hit.&amp;nbsp; I told Lee-Ann to get in the car before she got hit!&amp;nbsp; We headed down the road and another big bolt hit and Biscuit spooked and skittered away pulling the rope out of my hand.&amp;nbsp; Bless his heart he just stood there until I got out and got his rope.&amp;nbsp; He trotted all the way to his pasture.&amp;nbsp; I got out and got him in his pasture - soap still in his mane and tail!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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At the wash rack I cleaned his legs off of blood spots and cleaned his hooves.&amp;nbsp; I fly sprayed him and gave him treats.&amp;nbsp; Brushed his face and his body, brushed that mane and tail.&amp;nbsp; Got hugs and kisses fro my sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;
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