Last night my friend Lindy rode Lizzie before I worked her, and she was very, very impressed by her. She said that she thinks Lizzie is the nicest horse that we’ve ever had on the yard (which I think hurt some feelings among the people watching, one of which has a brand new horse that she is very proud of).
But pride goeth before a fall, so to speak. I turned Lizzie out in the small paddock afterwards, and she managed to cut her hind leg deeply on something, on the cannon bone just below the hock. The vet didn’t put stitches in, as it had nicked part of a tendon, and if the ends started to degrade once he’d closed it, we’d have worse problems. So she’s been dosed with antibiotics, wrapped, her other legs wrapped, and he’ll come out again this afternoon to look at it. Poor thing. I called in sick to work, as I’d been out at the stable until 10:30 last night with her, and I need to check the wraps today.
So, no dressage show this weekend. But the wound is clean and should heal well, so we’ll get there eventually.