Saturday morning I was planning some early rides and then hopefully a little river time during the heat of the day, but we all know what they say about plans and horses, right.....?
|"Silly human, you made plans. Let me fuck them up."|
After bringing everyone in and feeding breakfast, I stopped to watch Cinna, who was repeatedly demonstrating the flehmen response (curling her lip up), completely ignoring the small pile of alfalfa scraps I had given her after I cleaned up the remainder of the boy's bale. This by itself wasn't super out of the ordinary, she's been known to make faces when she eats something new, and I'd started adding Gut-X to her ration balancer a few days before (it didn't seem to do anything for Ruby but I got some on sale and figured it wouldn't hurt to try on Cinna). But the more I watched her, the more I got the "something isn't right" feeling. Especially when she kept ignoring the hay (alfalfa is CRACK to her).
When I called to talk to the vet hospital about bringing her in, I EXPLICITLY asked if clients were being allowed in the building - when Trigger/hoofgate happened last year, they were not, and we decided (for a multitude of reasons, but one being how much of a dick he can be to handle for new people) to have ambulatory come to us instead of going to them. I asked before I committed to bring Cinna in because the vet hospital can be a bit overwhelming, but I figured if they needed to scope I'd rather she be there than at my house. If they'd told me I couldn't come inside with her, I probably would have rolled the dice on ambulatory since she'd already cleared the obstruction on her own and I was just having her checked out to be safe. I'm sure you can tell where this is going - we got there and they told me we couldn't come inside with her 😑
|In the parking lot waiting for them to come outside and meet us.|
|We got buzzed by an extremely low flying helicopter and she was interested but not panicked.|
A student took us into the lobby (apparently okay for us to go in there but not back with Cinna?) and started taking down the history.
|Watching through the lobby window as they took her vitals before going inside.|
|Here have a noodle photo to lower your blood pressure... oh, it's just me?|