Some of you often ask after MT… you like to hear about MT and her progress. So, today I thought I’d write a little bit.
Right now, she is pretty much maintaining with not much remarkable external progress. Her feet are growing, as usual, but nothing earth shattering. She still has bouts of abscesses and bouts of no abscesses.
I think she is healing from the inside out.
Why do I say that? Well…I can’t really see what is healing right now, but I can feel it.
And, she looks like a million bucks for a 24 year-old chronically ill mare. You’d never know it unless you watched her walk. Standing there, she looks like she’s rockin’ it: Dappled, ears up, muscle-toned with a fine topline.
It is quite incongruous that her feet are so sick but she looks so well.
WHAT DO I MEAN BY ‘FEELING’ HER HEALING?
Well, to me, she seems so much happier and brighter. I mean, I’ve always felt that she was bright… but now, she is a force.
It is true, Tess is totally lame, but she seems to believe in herself so much more. MT is hearty and happy and willing – even more than before – which I didn’t know was possible.
Now, when I look at her, I see a slow-moving patient who is raring to go.
I’ve felt so solid about her, that I’ve allowed her to stay out all night. I haven’t been locking her inside of her veranda and barn at night. I’m letting her spread her wings.
It is as if the more confidence I have in her, the more she has in herself.
And do you know what?… Yesterday morning, I looked out just as the sun was rising and Tess was right under our bedroom window, scavenging around for whatever she could find.
Wow! She was up early and on the move! Totally lame, but going for it!
I don’t know what is next. Hopefully, her feet will keep growing out and the abscesses will wane. If not, we’ll send in a healthy company of maggot soldiers to help her along.
But for now, it seems that she’s been doing some soul work. She seems to be releasing a lot of the worry and stress. She’s hanging around, being a horse – not worrying about her health.
In fact, the other morning, I was late to feed and she actually pushed me – hard. I was so taken aback and thrilled at the same time!
That’s my girl.
So again, I walk in faith with my mare… heal the soul and the body will follow.