Wednesday, July 26, 2017
Tristan has been on various regimens in the past, and here's what he's getting right now.
1/2 quart of Blue Seal Carb Guard, AM & PM
Basically nothing, basically cardboard. He's been on this since his Cushings diagnosis. It does the job of making him feel like he's getting grain, serving as a vehicle for his meds, and giving him at least some very, very basic nutrition that he's not getting out of hay or grass.
1 gram of pergolide, AM, ~$0.50 per day
Cushings meds. Non-negotiable. They keep him alive (or, at least, from progressing in a nasty degenerative condition). He's held quite well on 1 gram, but we test regularly and keep a close eye on him. I expect that this will increase at some point in the (hopefully distant) future. I've toyed with the idea of Prascend, the name brand tablet version, but can't talk myself into it since he does just fine on the compounded powder.
200mg of cetirizine, AM & PM, ~$3.00 per day
Summer allergy meds. Not cheap. But they prevent the hives, and they are seasonal - roughly 2.5 months out of the year. So this is more like an annual expense of $500 or so than an ongoing monthly cost.
6mL Pentosan, IM, every 4 weeks, ~$15 per dose
Tris does fantastically well on this, and I have zero intentions of changing it. It's far cheaper than Adequan or joint injections, and I can feel the difference in our rides in the week after he gets a dose. I'm actually considering moving him to every 3 weeks.
In general nutrition terms, he's also out on grass and eats about 4 flakes of hay a day.
Now, the part I'm thinking through hard.
Right now, he's on SmartVite Perform Senior, 2 scoops or about 100mg a day, and 10,000 mg of MSM a day, also through SmartPak.
As anyone who has ever fed SmartPaks knows, they are convenient and terrific...and expensive. Tristan's run me about $45 per month, and I am staring down the gullet of several thousand dollars in vet bills between his hijinks and then the dog's.
If I saw a clear, obvious, discernable benefit from the supplements I would not be having this conversation. I'd find a way to make it work.
But I'm not entirely sure he's eating them. I think he's powderizing the supplements and picking out his grain. He's definitely leaving a lot of mashed up formerly-pellet powder in his grain bucket. I need to do some definitive tests to be sure it's the supplements and not the grain he's leaving behind - and vice versa - but he's done this before with other supplements.
If he's truly not eating them, then I have two options: just cancel them and let him be on what he's eating now, or find something else that he will eat.
He's on the SmartVite because I wanted, essentially, a multivitamin. Time on grass is limited in Vermont, and he gets so little grain he's certainly not getting the full benefit of whatever might be in that. I wanted to cover up any gaps he might have in his nutritional profile with the feed-through equivalent of a band-aid, which I admit is a bit lazy of me.
But do I really need to do that? Is there something I could be doing better? Is he really not even eating the supplements and I'm spending $$ on powder that gets dumped from his grain bucket? I'm a bit nervous about dropping the idea of a vitamin supplement out of his diet entirely.
Anyone have consoling thoughts for me? Suggestions of other vitamin supplements or ration balancers?
Saturday, July 22, 2017
I love this idea SO MUCH.
Tongue Tension from Not So Speedy Dressage
HUH. File this under "things I need to think about a lot more."
10 Tips for Your First Hunter-Jumper Show from Fly On Over
I know next to nothing about hunter-jumpers, so this was useful for me!
Qualifying from Ambitious
The idea here is that it's the quality of rides you put in, not necessarily the quantity of time; it's a philosophy I've always found particularly useful.
The Experiment: Introduction from Wait for the Jump
This is not quite horse related, but it's awesome. Follow through for the rest in the series.
Adult Camp Adventures: Windurra from 'Fraidy Cat Eventing
LIVING THE DREAM.
Cattle Sorting from DIY Horse Ownership
Another dream of mine!
Barn Shopping for Baby from The $900 Facebook Pony
I've done a fair bit of barn shopping in my life, but never for a baby.
Let's discuss alternative therapies from House on a Hill
Everyone has Opinions on these, and it's good to see a thoughtful conversation.
Friday, July 21, 2017
Let's start with a summary, shall we? Everyone knows the plot of this one, but I suspect these will come more in handy as we get into the more obscure entries in the series.
So: teenager Alec Ramsay is returning from India via ship, along with a mysterious black stallion. When the ship sinks, he and the stallion swim to an abandoned island. There, they survive together and develop a bond. After they are rescued, they return to New York, where the Black catches the eye of retired jockey & racehorse trainer Henry Dailey. They begin to secretly train the Black to race, and with the help of a sports reporter, enter the Black into a match race against the two best horses in the country.First things first: I realized halfway through this umpteenth re-read that the entire book makes perfect sense if you think of Alec as suffering from a raging and untreated case of PTSD. It doesn't help that all the adults in his life are absolutely shitty at...well, everything. How else to explain the weird mix of naivete, monomania, suicidal tendencies, and unpredictability that basically sums up Alec's entire character? Yet, everyone else in the book exists only to enable Alec's least whim. Literally everyone, from Tony the racist caricature right to the owners of Cyclone and Sun Raider to his MOTHER.
That being said, I still adore this book. I am full of contradictions, I know.
Let's start with the Black, shall we?
White lather ran from the horse's body; his mouth was open, his teeth bared. He was a giant of a horse, glistening black - too big to be pure Arabian. His mane was like a crest, mounting, then falling low. His neck was long and slender, and arched to a small, savagely beautiful head. The head was that of the wildest of all wild creatures - a stallion born wild - and it was beautiful, savage, splendid. A stallion with a wonderful physical perfection that matched his savage, ruthless spirit.One of the nice things about reading this on the Kindle is that I can do things like search for how many times Walter Farley uses the word "savage" in this 275 page book. The answer is 17 times, or roughly every 16 pages. Three of those instances are in this paragraph. Most of the time it's a description of the Black's head. I fail entirely to understand how a horse's head can be "savagely beautiful."
(For fun, other statistics. "Wild" gets 47 instances, "Scream" gets 32, and "stallion" gets a whopping 370, or 1.3 times per page.)
On the one hand, this description of a horse makes no sense. On the other hand, it also neatly establishes the Black as the mythic creature he is. He is not so much a horse as he is a collection of inchoate adolescent yearnings given form. He is everything that teenaged Walter Farley would have dreamed up for himself, and be honest with me: probably a lot like your childhood imaginings of the perfect horse, too.
With the days that followed, Alec's mastery over the Black grew greater and greater. He could do almost anything with him. The savage fury of the unbroken stallion disappeared when he saw the boy. Alec rode him around the island and raced him down the beach, marveling at the giant strides and the terrific speed. Without realizing it, Alec was improving his horsemanship until he had reached the point where he was almost a part of the Black as they tore along.In my re-read of this book, the island scenes made the least sense to me. Based on that paragraph, how long do you think Alec spent on the island? Would you be boggled if I told you nineteen days? Remember, he didn't start riding the Black until a couple of days in. So let's say two weeks. TWO WEEKS for Alec to tame this wild horse and become a bareback riding master.
Then they're rescued, and can we talk about this for a second? I had totally forgotten that the ship that rescues them takes them to Rio de Janeiro first. An entirely different CONTINENT, you guys! And they send Alec's parents a message via radio and they get a telegram back: "Thank God you're safe. Cabling money to Rio de Janeiro. Hurry home. Love, Mother and Dad."
Alec's parents thought he died in a shipwreck and that is their response? Honestly, of everyone in this book, they are the most baffling. I realize that this is a YA book, of an era that had to write parents out in order for the kids to have adventures but WHAT? In fact, Alec's poor mother is basically full-on Stepford throughout this book. Despite being their only child, they're mildly puzzled that he returns and sort of quietly content, instead of ecstatic that he miraculously survived.
They're also totally chill with him bringing home this totally insane horse, but it's fine, he knocks on his neighbor's door and they have a stall and he'll just hang out there.
"What are you going to feed him tonight, Alec? Did you think of that?" his father asked.
"Gee, that's right!" said Alec. "I had forgotten!"And then they just feed him...whatever grain old Napoleon gets. Oats, or something. Which settles it: the fact that the Black did not die of colic 5 pages into this book is the real supernatural storyline.
Then Alec wakes up the next day:
He was glad his father had told him he wouldn't have to go to school today. "One more day won't hurt," he had said, "and it'll give you a chance to accustom yourself again."HE SPENT NINETEEN DAYS ON A DESERT ISLAND BUT AT LEAST HE GETS ONE DAY AT HOME BEFORE GOING BACK TO SCHOOL WHAT THE FUCK.
It's a good thing Alec doesn't go to school, though, because the Black jumps out of his pasture and lives all of our dreams, galloping loose on a golf course. This to me feels like one of the most realistic moments in the entire book. Of course he ditches his pasture. He's a wild horse. You tear up that stupid golf turf, Black!
Thankfully, Alec gets back in time to eat the breakfast his mother has set out for him like it's any other day and she apparently didn't notice that he was gone? Also, his father left for work without saying goodbye? LOLLLLL. I'm telling you: all of Alec's adults are the WORST.
Henry Dailey appeared the first night they brought the Black home, and he is of course the second most important human character in this entire series after Alec, so here's our description of him.
Finally he showed up - a short, chunky man with large shoulders. He came toward them walking in jerky, bowlegged strides. His white shirt tails flapped in the night wind. He wiped a large hand across his mouth.I don't blame Henry for anything that happens in this book. He is carrying around his own baggage. He wants to get back into racing, which his wife forced him to give up, and he is arguably still traumatized from losing Chang, his horse of a lifetime. He also gives us some of the nicest moments in this book and later, in the whole series.
Henry paused as he carefully turned a corner. Then he continued, "Y'know, Alec, horses are kind of like the sea, you'll find out - once you get used to 'em and learn to love 'em, you can't ever give them up."<3, Henry. I totally buy him as the guy who sees a chance to relive his best days and highest dreams, who arguably manipulates the shit out of this teenager because he sees a path back to the thing he loves the most. His motivations are the clearest and easiest to understand in the whole book, after maybe Alec's, but then Alec's motivations are basically "be the very most special!"
(No but seriously does Alec actually have a personality? Not in this book, for sure. He's...resourceful, I guess? And tough? Because of the island and also he survives like eight million concussions and learns to ride the Black properly?)
After schooling the Black at what I think is meant to be the Aqueduct (I don't think it's Belmont? Someone correct me if I'm wrong, but they don't ever mention the name) things start to move more slowly: thankfully, we get the literary equivalent of a training montage, as Alec spends all winter getting the shit kicked out of him while they introduce the Black to saddle and bridle, and then start properly training him on the track.
They want to race him, but, well...
"You see," Alec said, "we had planned to run him in some big races. I was going to ride - but we weren't able to get his pedigree. We wrote to Arabia trying to get it, but it was impossible. We didn't know much about him, only the port where he got on the boat. And you can't run a horse in a race without his being registered."THAT IS NOT HOW ANY OF THIS WORKS, ALEC.
"Yeah, that's right," muttered Joe, "and while the Black looks like a thoroughbred, he is certainly too wild to have ever been brought up like one."This may be the most head-scratching sentence in the entire book, and that's saying a lot. Let's parse it out, shall we? First of all, Joe, who is a bigshot racing columnist, agrees with Alec that a horse only needs to be "registered" (with whom? as what? it's a mystery.) in order to race. Second, in what universe does the Black look like a Thoroughbred? He's from "Arabia" (not a thing, even in 1941), and he's pretty explicitly described and recognized by multiple characters as looking like an Arabian. Third, "too wild to have ever been brought up like one," what the actual fuck does that mean? All Thoroughbreds are magically well-behaved on account of...I don't even know. Joe is the worst.
Not that racing is a great idea, because, well.
Alec grasped the reins still tighter and leaned over until his head touched the stallion's. He knew full well the danger that was his every time he rode the Black, especially when he let him loose on the track. The stallion would never hurt him knowingly, but once he got his head he was no longer the Black that Alec knew - but once again a wild stallion that had never been clearly broken, and never would be!sigh.
Tell you what, let's all of us try galloping our horses with our heads touching their heads. Report back on how that goes!
Joe manipulates public sentiment into a) demanding a match race between Cyclone and Sun Raider, the East & West Coast champions and then b) introducing a mystery horse into the mix as a ploy to get the Black invited to race. Why does anyone go along with this? The other owners, the racetrack owners, the betting public, and oh yeah, the adults in Alec's life:
"But, Henry, it's such a dangerous race for him to go into - and on that wild horse!" [said Alec's father]
"Not any more dangerous than what he's faced many times since that boat went down in the ocean. I've grown to know your boy pretty well within the last few months, and I can honestly say that he's different from any of us. He's found something we never will, because we'll never go through the experiences that he's had to."Like mental illness, Henry? God damn it.
There was never any plausible ending for this book but that the Black enters the match race and wins, coming from behind in a spectacular fashion, after getting into a fight with Sun Raider at the starting line. In a kind of neat touch, the story of the race is told entirely in the announcer's call. You just have to imagine what's going through Alec's head during all of it, which really boxes him in neatly and sustains that myth of the boy and his horse conquering all. It's like after a whole book of being on the inside now we're on the outside, and we'll never know what it's really like. I can't decide whether it's intentionally clever or I'm reading too much into it.
The movie version gets this perfectly, interspersing scenes of the race with flashbacks to Alec and the Black alone on the island.
The book finishes triumphantly, with Alec insisting that everyone is going to be seeing a lot more of the Black, everyone who ever doubted him proved wrong, and a bright glowing future ahead of them, somehow.
So, with all that snark? I still love this book. Maybe it's because I've read it so many times I have practically memorized whole chunks of the text. Maybe because there is something enduring behind all the absurdity - the ultimate horse crazy kid's dream. Some of the most emotional bits hold up, even as they are ridiculous on the surface - like Alec refusing to leave the Black behind on the deserted island. I still got a pang when I read it. They fight for each other, in a way. They epitomize that bond that we all wish we had with our horses - an unspoken, unbreakable partnership.
Did you re-read it along with me? When's the last time you read it? What are your thoughts?
Wednesday, July 19, 2017
Before I start to tell Tristan's part of the story, please know at the outset that he was the third horse in the barn to come down with this mystery disease, and - KNOCK ALL THE WOOD - is so far the last. We don't yet know what it is/was, or even its vector, since the horses had zero contact with each other and obsessive quarantine measures were begun with the first horse and maintained right on through.
So: we start the story last Sunday, when I came out to do a short road hack with Tristan before I headed out to a work even in the southern part of the state. By that point, he had been getting twice daily temperature checks for three days, along with every horse in the barn. That morning, his temp was fine. That afternoon, about 3pm, I held him in the aisle before heading out so the barn worker could do his temp and I watched her face fall as the thermometer kept rising.
Sunday, July 16, 2017
I haven't really been sleeping, and next week it's projected to get into the 80s, maybe even low 90s. Stop laughing; that's about as hot ad we get here!
So at some point while I was making a supply run for Tristan, I broke down.
Both house animals are very pleased right now.
Side note: I had no idea how complicated and anxiety-inducing installing an air conditioner is. All those dire warnings about breaking your window and what happens if it doesn't drain properly!
Friday, July 14, 2017
Saturday, July 8, 2017
I love this. There's something about horse-related accomplishments that can either destroy or completely cement self-esteem, and this is a good example of the latter, thankfully!
Collected trot through transitions from A Enter Spooking
This is close on the heels of last week's superb walkthrough of the collected canter. I found this just as useful, given my transition challenges right now!
Muckleratz from A Collection of Madcap Escapades
Not only is this the best name for an endurance ride ever, it's a great insight into the work that good photographers do - and has many examples of said gorgeous photographer!
An Ode To The Frankenbridle (And A Blogger Thank You) from Guinness on Tap
I do 95% of my rides in one dressage bridle that Tristan has worn for 10 years now with no changes, so I found this post amazing. (In a good way! I should make sure to add.)
A Mexican Wedding Parade from The Collie Farm Blog
You guys I did my wedding ALL WRONG.
So-called Rescues and their Constant Plea for “Bail” from Equine Ink
I have...many deeply conflicting thoughts about horse rescue. This is a good point of view on some of the sketchier aspects of it.
Mule Racing from DIY Horse Ownership
If this post doesn't fill you with glee, then I don't even know what to link you to.
How to Build an Equestrian Capsule Wardrobe from If the Saddle Fits
I...like the idea of this post, a LOT. I might structure a similar post of my own. I think it mostly made me realize that I am a) cheap b) broke and c) soooooooooo not stylish.
How People Get to Whatever, 2017 Midyear Report from Whatever
This is emphatically not about horses! But it's a really cool and thoughtful post about blogging - who you're reaching, how, and some general musing on the state of blogging.
Friday, July 7, 2017
I've wanted to do this for a while now, and if anyone would like to join in and make it a blog hop, I'd be delighted.
In short, on Fridays this summer, I'll be re-reading the books in Walter Farley's Black Stallion series. I'll try to match up what I read with my childhood memories, point out absurdities, revel in nostalgia, and raise some bigger picture questions.
So here's the list of the series according to Wikipedia:
- The Black Stallion (1941)
- The Black Stallion Returns (1945)
- Son of the Black Stallion (1947)
- The Island Stallion (1948)
- The Black Stallion and Satan (1949)
- The Blood Bay Colt (1951)
- The Island Stallion's Fury (1951)
- The Black Stallion's Filly (1952)
- The Black Stallion Revolts (1953)
- The Black Stallion's Sulky Colt (1954)
- The Island Stallion Races (1955)
- The Black Stallion's Courage (1956)
- The Black Stallion Mystery (1957)
- The Horse Tamer (1958)
- The Black Stallion and Flame (1960)
- Man o' War (1962)
- The Black Stallion Challenged (1964)
- The Black Stallion's Ghost (1969)
- The Black Stallion and the Girl (1971)
- The Black Stallion Legend (1983)
Wednesday, July 5, 2017
A friend was driving her pony in the Prelim division, and at one point I had the chance to be a navigator. Schedule problems prevented that from happening, but I was determined to get up and cheer her on for at least one day. I fought through thunderstorms, a missing passport, an insane work schedule, and found an AirBnB room at the last minute to make it happen. I'm so glad I did!
If you don't know, combined driving is like the eventing of the driving world. Day 1 is dressage, patterns in a ring. Day 2 is marathon, with a timed "roads and tracks" section (much like eventing used to be) and then an obsctacle course. Day 3 is cones - driving through cones with tennis balls perched on top, as a timed exercise in precision.
Obstacles are large intricate built environments that drivers have to navigate in a specific way. The pass throughs are lettered: you go through gate A, then B, and so on. You cannot cross a future gate (can't go through C to get to A) but once you pass through, they're dead, and you can reuse them (so you can go through A again to get to C). There is no set path, and part of the course walk is to decide what route you'll take. Drivers make decisions on how their horses move - better to left or right? - the ground they see that day, the way their carriage handles, and where they can shave a corner to get better time versus take a slower route to set them up better for the next turn.
Much like cross-country, marathon day is judged by time and penalty: an overall optimum time for the course, and then penalties within the object. You accrue 1/4 penalty point for each second you spend in the obstacle, and those points are added to your score. So you're incentivized to spend as little time as possible in the obstacle.
I got to see all the obstacles driven but one (which was really far across the lake, no thank you) with singles, pairs, and then four in hand. The four in hands were INSANE. I really think that driving a four in hand through a course like this might be the ultimate expression of horsemanship. There is so much power and precision that you have to balance so exquisitely!
Below, some photos I took during the day.
Monday, July 3, 2017
Previously, I set horse goals and life goals. After a bad April, May was better. June is a tiny bit better still. Getting there.
Horse Goals - original post here
1. Put hands on my horse 5x a week - No. Just...no.
2. Be less perfunctory - actually a smidge better. I really should've defined this goal better, but: I'm forcing myself to slow down more, be more thorough.
3. Aim toward dressage schooling shows - I'm getting frustrated about this again. Definitely not going to happen this summer, and that's leaving me kind of sad.
4. Take more lessons - June did not happen. Fuck June, anyway.
5. Horse-specific income stream / funding emergency fund - AUGH. I was actually trending better on this! This was a small success story in June! Then, Friday morning, ANOTHER brake caliper failed.
6. Do more thoughtful work - Yes, actually.
7. Get more media - Some more. Not a ton.
Life Goals - original post here
1. Pay off car - still on track, SO CLOSE.
2. Read 75 books - 45/75
Decent, but I did not have as much reading time as I'd hoped. I'm still ahead of schedule, but would really like to do more reading. It's one of the few things that relaxes me right now.
The Ghost Brigades by John Scalzi
3. Revive history blogs - yeah I might just take this off the list because nope.
4. Do better about food - Still doing ok at this! I'm down 20lbs, but have fallen off the exercising wagon. I need to work on that again. Weight was never my goal. Strength, flexibility, and energy were goals, and those have all fallen off a bit.
5. Decorate the house - Tiny progress: I bought some picture frames. I hope to have some things up on the wall soon.
Sunday, July 2, 2017
This year, I started seedlings inside. Then they all died. *sad trombone*
So, I bought seedlings and while I was there I also bought this black plastic ground cover that promised me I would not have to weed. It was like $5 so I figured that was worth the experiment.
So far so good!
I may be fostering a Lord of the Flies situation among my tomatoes, though.
Coda to this story: all my seedlings have come back to life after some pretty severe benign neglect. Somehow I have to figure out what to do with 20 tomato plants and 6 pepper plants.
Saturday, July 1, 2017
I do not believe from Zen and the Art of Baby Horse Management
I am also deeply skeptical - though not broadly at the idea of people who can observe and know things beyond our current understandings. More like deeply skeptical of people who make their livings as animal communicators. I've had some bad experiences. This is an interesting take on one encounter.
Cross Country Schooling from DIY Horse Ownership
Do you want to see pictures of an adorable mustang schooling XC? Of course you do. You're not a monster.
Let's Discuss: Riding Multiples from House on a Hill
This is not something I have any experience with - I consider it a win if I can scrape together enough time to ride my own horse. But I know some of you out there are pros at this.
Collected Canter from A Enter Spooking
This is a SUPER SUPER helpful progression post, with photos and commentary. Collected canter is the bane of my existence. I studied this at length and came away with some great new ideas.
Welcome to the gun show from Saddle Seeks Horse
Cowboy mounted shooting is not something I have ever had the least interest in but this makes it sound really fascinating and dare I say even fun?
Stirrup length, the posting trot, and chair seat from Poor Woman Showing
Much like the canter post above, this is an incredibly helpful roundup of photos and commentary that is going to be very much on my mind when I school the trot next.
Tail bleaching tutorial from Gray Horse Problems
My two part takeaway here is a) I'm glad I don't own a gray and b) god DAMN they look good when they clean up.
4 steps to the emergency dismount from Trafalgar Square Books
This is vitally, crucially important information. Read it. Practice it. Internalize it. It might save your life.
Craniology, Part I: What Your Helmet Will (and Won’t) Do To Protect You from Eventing Nation
The internet is just full of fascinating, factual, useful information roundups this week! I loved this. In conclusion: don't be a fucking idiot, wear your helmet.
Being Right from Not So Speedy Dressage
I'm going to be mulling over this one for a while.