I don't want a bath! I want to go out and play!

Hello, old sports!

Not much to report eye wise (thank goodness!). I am off to Ottawa on Thursday with Spode and her dad for a visit to another specialist and we'll go from there. We're all hoping he will say we can take me off meds. Sure, it means the fogginess in my eyes is there for good, but I need to get back to being a horse. Spode said she made up a little timeline of my eye history to send to the vet, and I have been having ointment and eye drops for 9 weeks straight. 9 weeks! And I've been on stall rest for almost a month now. I've had enough. It's time to get out, I tell you!

It's been getting a little better, at least. I'm allowed out for 3 hours when the weather is good for my eyes, and Spode usually takes me out for grass and a walk in the evenings or whenever she has a spare moment. I just wish I could see some other horses again and romp around with my friends. If all goes well, I should be doing that in one week. I can barely contain my excitement!

Today was bath day because Spode says I am absolutely disgusting and I should be ashamed. Typical teenage boy--my room is always a mess. The only problem is, I'm a horse, so my room is also my bed. I am drinking about 6 buckets of water a day and peeing like crazy because of all these meds. I have plenty of shavings, but after 5 hours or so it's disgusting. I lie down anyway, so my beautiful white legs are covered in pee and poop stains. Whatever, I'm a boy.  I don't give a damn. Spode sure does though. So today was bath day because it was both cloudy and hot.

Come on, Spode. I'm not that gross! Do I really need a bath today?

I was a pretty good boy, you know. Last year Spode gave me baths in a wash stall with cross ties, so it really didn't matter if I tried to move around. But this time I have to be held or tied to a hitching post to have a bath, so I actually need to stand. And I did! I admit, I struggled with the tail dousing, but aside from that it was all okay. Spode scrubbed and scrubbed at my legs, but those stains didn't come off. She says she'll have to get special whitening shampoo for me because Mane and Tail just isn't going to cut it. Sigh. I guess I will be having another bath soon then.

So Spode was super pleased with me, but then I kind of ruined it all when she took me over to the grass to eat while I dried off. She wanted to take me way into the grass, but I wanted to eat right away. She pulled my head up and I pulled back. Then she pulled again and I... I.... Well... I reared. I reared really high, and then I did it again when I came back down. Spode and I had a flash back to almost one year ago when she was first teaching me how to lead, and I got scared and reared up in fear. My hooves went past Spode's head that time, and they did again today. I just had too much energy bundled up in there. No excuse, I know. I'm ashamed. Spode was astonished and disappointed in me. I had a ten minute session on manners--Spode was pretty mad at me. Lesson learned. And that meant a ten minute delay in getting to my grass. If I had only just listened to her I could have had more. I am a bad boy. What an embarrassment.  Promise I'll be better next time, Spode.

Sorry, Spode. And thank you for letting me eat now. Note the still present yellow stains...

After a while, the sun came out again so Spode asked me to come back inside. I did not protest at all on the way back to the barn. I know better than to push her twice!

Spode pampered me and primped some more today before I finally went back to my stall. First I had to have my last dexamethasone shot. Tomorrow I will no longer be poked with needles--yay! It's just 4 drops a day and some painkiller in my breakfast. Almost done, almost done. I can survive one more week in the stall, I know it.

At least I can see out the barn door from my stall. That gives me something to do. And I have my stall toys and buckets to play with, of course. 

My tail has suffered from being inside. I rubbed out quite a bit. At least the conditioner made it a bit fluffier. And look! I'm starting to put back on some of the weight I have lost over the past 2 months! I'll balloon as soon as I'm on pasture with my friends again, I just know it. 

Tomorrow is supposed to be sunny, sadly. That means no grass and such for me. Hopefully the weather man will be nice to me on Monday (my birthday!) though. I would love some grass for that special day! 

Until later, old sports.

Jay.