I’ve had a hard time writing about Asad’s hooves until now, because every time I trimmed them I saw how much damage there was to the white line where the laminae connect the inner structures of the hoof to the hoof wall. Instead of a thin smooth narrow white line, he had a lumpy erratic […]
Category Archives: Chronic Pain
nuff said
Last night, I dreamt of Agua Fria. Last night, I dreamt of a friend, a friend from Pindi Pueblo I dreamt of a wild turkey on her nest full of eggs. She had covered herself with dry weeds to disguise herself At her back was a small struggling bosque along the river banks. In front, […]
When I requested that my brothers demonstrate that they could act in good faith, their response has been to get their lawyer to send me registered letters I need to sign for. Self-preservation 101 dictates that I don’t sign anything that is an any way connected to any of my brothers or their representatives. ESPECIALLY […]
Nearly forty years ago, when he was on his deathbed, my father asked to promise him that I would save my five younger brothers from being utterly destroyed by our malignant narcissistic personality disorder mother. Because he asked me at the same time as he told me that I was the one he gave all […]
When I took Asad out to my back field today to give him a chance to roll in some nice sand and stretch his legs, he did just that, for the very first time. Asad has been here for 14 months now, so the routine is nothing new. It is the details that have changed. […]
When Asad stepped of the trailer last September, he had rubbed most of the hair of off his dock. He still had long tail hairs from the nottom third or so, but the top two-thirds was rubbed to shiny bare skin. Since he did not rub his tail once he got here, I assumed that […]
To Whom it may concern: I’m a disabled 64 year-old woman, I drove thru the stop sign at the San Isidro Crossing and Agua Fria Street this Sunday afternoon because a big black and white SUV came barreling up behind me showing no signs of slowing down, never mind stopping. I have been repeatedly harassed […]
I’ve gradually added about half a cup of MSM to Asad’s medicinal mush. His joints all suddenly began clicking when he moved and and when I brushed him it sounded like I was running a brush over a piece of corrugated cardboard. I tried to do a little more ground work with him, but strapping […]
Asad’s gut issues started making themselves known the end of November (click here). Keeping him eating, drinking and moving around was a bit of a challenge. It turned out that he had been carrying around a cement mixer’s worth of Iowa mudstone and getting it out was making him feel miserable. He inevitably progressed to […]
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