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Jason Maki
12-02-2004, 08:13 PM
I went to a farm today to trim two weanlings and two mini's. Two weeks ago I had put a pair of heart bars on an older gelding who had suffered an unsupported acute attack about eight weeks ago. When I was there to do the other seven animals two weeks ago, he was obviously acute, camping under behind, digital pulse, and doing the laiminitis lambada with his gait. I fit and nailed the shoes, but to receive the releived look and tongue lick, I had to go about three dimes pressure. He looked better immedialty, rested hind feet, stood square, and began picking through his bedding with his head down. These are all good signs. I asked the owner to call in a few days to give me a progress report. I missed her call. This being hunting season, which is my only vice(unless you count Copenhagen, which is really only a seasoning-- try it in your coffee--mmm mmm good!), I did not return her call...
I entered the barn, and his stall was empty, stripped and limed. Ther door was open, the buckets were gone. I was sure my doggies dinner last night had been a 16 hand sorrel gelding with a death certificate stating the cause of death as euthinasia secondary to laminitis. I ran to the house, sure the story was going to belong on the obits page. The owner, a retired Marine attack chopper pilot with combat experience , saw my face and panicked.
" Jason, what the hells wrong!?"

I asked him " Where is the founderd gelding" fearful of the answer.






" He's in the back pasture, he was feeling alot better, so we turned him out this morning to poke around. Is that okay?"

I felt like the doctor had just told me the test results had been mixed up, and I really did not have leukemia. :eek:
SOmetimes I get really wrapped up in my job, maybe a little distance would be good?
Not really, I just wanted to relate the story to folks who could appreciate it. :cool:
Jason

2R Farrier Services
12-02-2004, 08:23 PM
Jason,

WOW...as I was reading, I began to think of what you were about to experience!

BTW, a personal belated "Happy" Thanksgiving!!!

What can you say, you care :)

J.H. shoeing
12-03-2004, 01:32 AM
I have been sitting here laughing with you Jason. We have all had these "oh no" moments and heard the twilight zone music in the background.

Jeff

Phil Armitage
12-04-2004, 06:17 PM
Jason, I was haveing a heart attack as I was reading, glad it ended good I can relate. Are you serious about the Copenhagen, is it good in coffee? :)

Jason Maki
12-05-2004, 12:25 AM
Phil,
It is a great flavoring for anything( not to mention the most efficient vehicle for delivering nicotine ever devised! :eek: Devised sounds alot liked deviled, no?) You can sprinkle it in your coffea grounds in leau of salt or cinnamon. It also makes a great seasoning for steak, venison, squirrel or rabbit. It also smells better than the tickki kannicki( a mixture of tobbacco, bark and buffaloe/ deer manure) that the mouantain men used to chew or smoke.
The down side is of course yellow teeth, a lack of oral affection from your spouse, those damned tell tale Star of David rings in your jeans and a constant stain on your cash surplass! It is alot like you are hanging with your bad boy buddy; You know you should not go to the place where dollar bills meet G-string and thigh, but a little bit never hurts!?It feels so good untill parts start rotting and falling off! :D :eek:


I do not know what this has to do with horse shoeing, but it sure is entertaining!
Have a good weekend! :D
Jason Maki

brian robertson
12-05-2004, 12:23 PM
Jason, what you experienced shouldn't be described as a heart attack but as a thorough cleaning of the arteries; it's what prevents us shoers from having heart attacks.
More than once,when I was going through that exact situation; the owner replied "Oh no, Old Dobbin is not dead for heaven's sake. He was doing so well after you put on those funny shoes we sold him to... a trail rider, a pony clubber, a lower level event rider, ect... Some days I feel the need to walk up to every horse I see and scratch them on their withers, look in the eye and apologise to them for all the *****s they are destined to live with. brian