Last night I decided to let Lostine out to roam and sleep on the soft sand in the arena while the other horses stayed locked in their stalls. I figured there would be a lot of banging and water trough kicking as a form of protest, but I didn't hear anything. My neighbor was up earlier than me, so perhaps he heard something. I was so exhausted that I slept through it.
In the morning, I could tell that Lostine did lie down to sleep, which made me happy, because a lot of times horses with arthritis, hip or leg injuries won't lay down because they are afraid that they won't be able to get back up. I can relate. However, by laying down, she tore the scab off her hip and got sand in the wound, so I had to break out the cleaning bucket, dress the wound, and hike all the way back to the house to retrieve the Swat that I forgot because I went out a different door from where I had it posted to try to catch my attention.
|G scratches her neck while L sticks out her tongue, displaying her opinion of stall rest.|
This little bunny appears to be on stall rest too. It has been sitting under this plant by our back porch all summer, and finally learned that there is no need to run from humans.
Now that the coyotes are gone, the bunnies and quail have returned to setting up camp under the hedge in front of our house. When I go out the front door, I have to pause and listen for vehicles coming up the street, because as soon as I step off the front porch, bunnies and birds scatter in all directions and scurry across the street. I don't want to be the cause of anyone getting hit by a car.