Thoroughpin
Can I Eat That?
Well, the six weeks are up. The good news is that the final diagnosis was only, “only!”, a thoroughpin — another new word for my vocabulary — and Monster can be brought back into work. She has to be brought back gently mind, so the rest of the season is a write off, but at least we’re mobile again.
The bad news is that I’m currently working two hundred miles away from stables so only get to ride her at weekends. Her first hack after receiving the all clear and once the roads were sufficiently clear of snow and she was up for a proper canter, even her hunting bit was barely strong enough. That’s a horse that doesn’t know what is good for it!
Still, only seeing her at weekends she’s not quite so aloof as she can be when I see her every day. The first weekend back after five days away and I was on the receiving end of a properly pleased whinny when I shoved my head round the stable door. She’s even condescending to be groomed!