Well I was so disgusted with Lucas last night I couldnt even blog about it. It took three of us with 2 buckets of hot water and about 1/2 an hour of fighting to soak each foot for 5 minutes. He was so foolish, even snorting and the steam coming out of the bucket. (and it wasnt hot, it was just cold in the barn) He reared several times while we were trying to get him to stand in the bucket. Once we got a foot in he was fine but it was getting the foot in, and taking the foot out that was aparently horrible! I ened up having to put a lip chain on him so he didnt hurt us or himself. Once we got that done I still needed to scrub his frog out wich wasnt fun either. He stood in the cross ties but he was dancing around. Again more corrections so that he would stand so I could work on his foot. By this point any strength I had in my hands and arms was gone! Normaly Lucas doesnt push my hands/arms because he knows that it is a very bad thing but he was doing it last night.
Then as im trying to hold the poltice in place and vet wrap his hoof he half rears and pulls his foot out of my hand. Well I lost it. There was no excuse for his bad behavour, ive wraped his feet many times and his feet are not bad enough that he cant stand on one or the other for as long as it would take for me to pick them out. So I yelled at him and hit him in the side with my elbow and jerked on his face a bit (I still had the stud chain over his nose) And then he stoped and was just fine for me to finish up with. I tied him up for 15 min while I finished up then let him go and eat.
Its times like these that I wonder where his brain goes sometimes. There was nothing bad or painfull with what we were doing but he got it stuck in his head that it was. And untill i corrected him severly he was stuck in that mindframe. I hate to say it but its like you have to beat him out of it. If your nice to him he just stays 'stuck'.
I took off the poltice this morning and turned him out in the indoor, where he squelled like a little pony before trotting off a couple of steps, he then stoped to roll. So he was getting to stay out in the indoor for the rest of the afternoon, with lots of pylons and balls for him to push around with his nose. I think that he was feeling better today. And maybe he was so bad yesterday just because hes board out of his tree...
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