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Ok, good advice y'all. I think what I'll take from this is that I should reconnect with old friends who went into finance (and survived the Lehman Brothers fallout just a few months after they started working), and nurture that relationship from now till I get married and start thinking about a nice wedding registry. Those are the people who also don't have kids yet!

That worked for me. What's better is to have the wedding in a location inconvenient to all these people and then they just send the gift and don't attend. 🙂

Not that I would ever do such a thing.
 
That worked for me. What's better is to have the wedding in a location inconvenient to all these people and then they just send the gift and don't attend. 🙂

Not that I would ever do such a thing.

Oh yes. 🙂

My wife and I got married at gate 37 at the airport here in Minneapolis by a judge who drove down do to it. Just us, our two best friends, the judge, and a few hundred curious bystanders who had nothing better to do while waiting for their plane.

I'm not a big PDA guy, so it was a little awkward kissing her in front of 200 cheering strangers. But, you know, you manage.

Hopped on the plane, called our parents midflight, and enjoyed the honeymoon.
 
sounds good to me! 🙂 Kind of exactly the way I pictured it. C'mon, it would be cool to watch it grow...

But do you really want to see before its born that it has your husband's big nose? Or weird longer than normal middle toes?

And I feel like that would cause baby-envy. "My neighbor's 8-month-old baby looks way cuter than mine! Hrmphf! Do you think she would notice if I switched our test tube?"
 
From the annals of Bad Ways to Start Your Day:

By wondering . . . how exactly does someone hit a (parked) car with enough force to COMPLETELY BUCKLE BOTH DRIVER'S SIDE DOORS in a freakin' PARKING LOT???!!!

At least the idiot left his insurance info . . . I just hope I can fix it for less than the blue book value of the car.
 
From the annals of Bad Ways to Start Your Day:

By wondering . . . how exactly does someone hit a (parked) car with enough force to COMPLETELY BUCKLE BOTH DRIVER'S SIDE DOORS in a freakin' PARKING LOT???!!!

At least the idiot left his insurance info . . . I just hope I can fix it for less than the blue book value of the car.
On the plus side, if you don't fix it, much less likely your car will be stolen or broken into in W. Philly!
 
On the plus side, if you don't fix it, much less likely your car will be stolen or broken into in W. Philly!

I guess that's one way to look on the bright side. 😎

If they save my poor car, I'm definitely investing in pay-by-the-month parking. Dealing with this once is more than enough.
 
I will try to explain this in the most g-rated way possible. 😎

My horse is in roaring heat and I just moved her from one stall where she was camping out at the new facility to her permanent stall in between two geldings. Well, the 900 year old foundering man next to her is responding to her flirtations by LICKING her "lady parts" repeatedly through the pipe panels while she leans into it and twitches her ears in a weird way...I'm scarred. I feel like I just watched a porno with my OWN CHILD. *shiver*

:barf:
 
I will try to explain this in the most g-rated way possible. 😎

My horse is in roaring heat and I just moved her from one stall where she was camping out at the new facility to her permanent stall in between two geldings. Well, the 900 year old foundering man next to her is responding to her flirtations by LICKING her "lady parts" repeatedly through the pipe panels while she leans into it and twitches her ears in a weird way...I'm scarred. I feel like I just watched a porno with my OWN CHILD. *shiver*

:barf:

You didn't just watch porn. You watched dirty old man porn (involving your child).😱
 
I will try to explain this in the most g-rated way possible. 😎

My horse is in roaring heat and I just moved her from one stall where she was camping out at the new facility to her permanent stall in between two geldings. Well, the 900 year old foundering man next to her is responding to her flirtations by LICKING her "lady parts" repeatedly through the pipe panels while she leans into it and twitches her ears in a weird way...I'm scarred. I feel like I just watched a porno with my OWN CHILD. *shiver*

:barf:



Arent you the one who said that any kind of animal mating is gross? Because that just makes this even more hilarious 😎
 
Marriages fail, engagements are broken, homes burn down or require absurd amounts of upkeep, and babies puke in your face and pee on you when you change them.

'Nuff said. 🙂

but your education is yours foreverrrrrr. at least until alzeihmers sets in.

👍 love, love, love this!!!

Can this be the SDN Pre-Vet motto????
 
Lesson of the day: don't send the teenage unit to purchase toilet paper.

He returned with John Wayne TP: rough, tough & don't take **** off nobody.
With the consistency of sandpaper.
36 rolls of it
 
Lesson of the day: don't send the teenage unit to purchase toilet paper.

He returned with John Wayne TP: rough, tough & don't take **** off nobody.
With the consistency of sandpaper.
36 rolls of it

haaaaaahahhahaha sad. What I really hate is the TP that kind of disintegrates so you get pieces stuck in your crack for the rest of the day. Talk about uncomfortable. And it's very disconcerting when these things flake off your butt into the toilet the next time you sit down to pee. Thanks though, you just reminded me that I'm on my last roll and MUST go to the grocery store today.

My rant for the day. Tried a jug draw for the first time today on a bassett with lots of loose skin and a huge rolly vein. EPIC FAIL. I was way too chicken to dig deep enough to even get to the vein, and fishing in the subQ was not going to get me anywhere. Not being able to visualize the vein scared me soooo much. I just couldn't let go of the muscle/instinct memory from doing a bunch of cat blood draws from the medial saphenous, which has good visual markers and is superficial no matter how itty bitty it is. It really should have been very easy (huge vein, very easygoing dog, and very nice person teaching me), but something was just really holding me back. I just couldn't do it with conviction, which is what I needed to do.

It was one of those really really disappointing and disheartening moments when I felt like I was NOT meant to become a vet. That no matter how well I do in school... I'm going to get b****slapped in clinics the minute I step in. The great thing about shelter med was that I got really good at the stuff that I regularly did, but I'm quite deficient everywhere else. There are a lot of things that I've done just a few times, that I haven't done consistently enough to feel confident in. And then the stuff I've never tried at all.

I know I know, it was just my first time doing something, and I may very well be fine the next time I do it. But it reaallly brought me down today. *sniffles*
 
haaaaaahahhahaha sad. What I really hate is the TP that kind of disintegrates so you get pieces stuck in your crack for the rest of the day. Talk about uncomfortable. And it's very disconcerting when these things flake off your butt into the toilet the next time you sit down to pee. Thanks though, you just reminded me that I'm on my last roll and MUST go to the grocery store today.

My rant for the day. Tried a jug draw for the first time today on a bassett with lots of loose skin and a huge rolly vein. EPIC FAIL. I was way too chicken to dig deep enough to even get to the vein, and fishing in the subQ was not going to get me anywhere. Not being able to visualize the vein scared me soooo much. I just couldn't let go of the muscle/instinct memory from doing a bunch of cat blood draws from the medial saphenous, which has good visual markers and is superficial no matter how itty bitty it is. It really should have been very easy (huge vein, very easygoing dog, and very nice person teaching me), but something was just really holding me back. I just couldn't do it with conviction, which is what I needed to do.

The part about the TP made my night, thank you.

As far as the jug draw on that dog, even an experienced person would have trouble with that sometimes. I HATE doing them on animals with extra skin. It makes it hard, and sometimes seemingly impossible... and I've been drawing blood for about 10 years now.
 
The part about the TP made my night, thank you.

As far as the jug draw on that dog, even an experienced person would have trouble with that sometimes. I HATE doing them on animals with extra skin. It makes it hard, and sometimes seemingly impossible... and I've been drawing blood for about 10 years now.

Truth, right there.

Some days you're just on or off. I missed one today on a dog that was already shaved for a blood donation. I was off by about an inch and a half.

It definitely makes you feel like you're learning disabled, but some some days you're on and you can hit the moving, upside down cat.

Especially harder when you're just learning. Buck up, killer.
 
As far as the jug draw on that dog, even an experienced person would have trouble with that sometimes. I HATE doing them on animals with extra skin.

I am batting 1000 when the animal is lean, healthy and calm. But when a Chow comes in, or a 200 pound Labrador, or a Dachshund on its last leg (hehe), I basically unravel.
 
Lost one of our ewes today. I called the sheep in from pasture, and Princess didn't get up. I ran over to her and she was barely breathing with her face in the dirt. I cleared her airways and called my boss. We gave her a sheep nutri-drench and LRS. Sadly, we were too late. She nursed two large lambs this season, so I really think they sucked the life out of her. It was my boss' favorite sheep, so it was really rough. The worst thing about it was that one of the other interns commented "Oh yeah, I knew Princess was laying out there half dead." What?! Why didn't you say anything?! Ugh. I was treating Princess before I left for vacation, but I guess no one ever followed up with her or checked on her. What a poop day.
 
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Lost one of our ewes today. I called the sheep in from pasture, and Princess didn't get up. I ran over to her and she was barely breathing with her face in the dirt. I cleared her airways and called my boss. We have her a sheep nutri-drench and LRS. Sadly, we were too late. She nursed two large lambs this season, so I really think they sucked the life out of her. It was my boss' favorite sheep, so it was really rough. The worst thing about it was that one of the other interns commented "Oh yeah, I knew Princess was laying out there half dead." What?! Why didn't you say anything?! Ugh. I was treating Princess before I left for vacation, but I guess no one ever followed up with her or checked on her. What a poop day.

Sorry to hear about Princess- but you did what you could at least.

The other day while driving to the barn I saw this lorikeet on the side of the road flapping around. So I turned around to 'rescue' it.... drive it to the nearest vet hospital/rehabber. Anyways the little guy's head was dangling but he was still breathing. Once I pulled into town, the bastard came alive and bit me multiple times while screeching and flapping all over the car. Meanwhile I was hoping a cop wouldn't come knocking on the window, thinking I was some tourist who has just stolen a native bird.

Needless to say, I drove back and released the lorikeet (After it chewed my finger once more for good measure...). He must have been having a **** day because once he flew off, two crows went after him and chased him until I couldn't see him anymore...

Perhaps the lorikeet was actually bombarded by crows instead of hit by a car.... regardless, my finger was still throbbing as I got back in and continued onto the barn....
 
haaaaaahahhahaha sad. What I really hate is the TP that kind of disintegrates so you get pieces stuck in your crack for the rest of the day. Talk about uncomfortable. And it's very disconcerting when these things flake off your butt into the toilet the next time you sit down to pee.


aka: Charmin

I don't care how much they're paying those cartoon bears, it's not enough cuz I'm sure they have the fuzziest, whitest bums of the forest.
 
My rant for the day. Tried a jug draw for the first time today on a bassett with lots of loose skin and a huge rolly vein. EPIC FAIL. I was way too chicken to dig deep enough to even get to the vein, and fishing in the subQ was not going to get me anywhere. Not being able to visualize the vein scared me soooo much. I just couldn't let go of the muscle/instinct memory from doing a bunch of cat blood draws from the medial saphenous, which has good visual markers and is superficial no matter how itty bitty it is. It really should have been very easy (huge vein, very easygoing dog, and very nice person teaching me), but something was just really holding me back. I just couldn't do it with conviction, which is what I needed to do.

my first (and only) jug draw was on a bassett-took FOREVER for me to actually hit it. it was an employee pet and she was teaching me with him and just kept telling me to poke and poke and poke that he was fine and wouldnt care and that he would get lots of treats but i felt soooo bad. he did enjoy some pretty delicious chicken afterward though
 
UGA Freshman admission sucks. 🙁

Took weeks until they finally gave me in-state tuition yesterday, even though I have lived here for almost 4 years. Ton of paper work and them shredding stuff just cuz they don't need it right at that moment.

They admitted way too many students this year, so it feels like they're trying hard to make some change their mind. They need more housing and have a problem with their freshmen being required to live on campus.

It just gives me an overall feeling of not being welcome. It's their fault and not mine. :/
 
My rant for the day. Tried a jug draw for the first time today on a bassett with lots of loose skin and a huge rolly vein. EPIC FAIL.

My first (and only so far) attempted jug draw was also on a bassett. I managed to stab myself with the needle, and of course proceeded to bleed all over. In front of my class. And professor. It still makes me wanna crawl in a hole. :laugh: Oh well, we've got to learn sometime!!
 
My first (and only so far) attempted jug draw was also on a bassett. I managed to stab myself with the needle, and of course proceeded to bleed all over. In front of my class. And professor. It still makes me wanna crawl in a hole. :laugh: Oh well, we've got to learn sometime!!

avoid stabbing yourself with an 18G needle that has just been in heparin flush. a) it hurts like crazy, b) it bleeds like crazy (giant hole plus heparin haha) c) it takes forever to heal! nabbed the base of my pinky over a week ago (went about a cm in so it was a bit more than a prick) and that sucker still hurts!
 
avoid stabbing yourself with an 18G needle that has just been in heparin flush. a) it hurts like crazy, b) it bleeds like crazy (giant hole plus heparin haha) c) it takes forever to heal! nabbed the base of my pinky over a week ago (went about a cm in so it was a bit more than a prick) and that sucker still hurts!

Yikes - at least the needle I had was heparin-less!
 
I one time shoved an 18ga needle under my thumb nail, almost down to the base/white area. TALK ABOUT PAINFUL. I was getting sterile water from a hanging bag and I was holding the port and the needle went straight through the rubber and into my thumb. I screamed for a good 90 seconds.

And my rant for today...
Went through the drive-thru at Dairy Queen. The idiot working the window puts our drinks IN A BAG. Yeah, not in a drink holder thingy.... in a brown bag. Needless to say the lid wasn't on the tea all the way, so all our napkins as well as my lap were soaked with tea. Where did that person learn that??? Who puts fountain drinks in a bag?!?!?!
 
Thanks guys for the support. I'm not feeling as bummed about it now. It was my roommate's dog and she's good at these draws, so she's going to let me practice a few more times. Hopefully I'll get it!
 
I love jug draws! I practice looking for it on any dog I can. After a while, you just kinda get an idea of where it will be. Practice, practice, practice!:luck:
 
I've been off on my draws the past couple of days too. The one I hit first try, no digging, perfect stream? An 8lb long-haired Chihuahua. Go figure🙄

As for ranting...dog had her dental yesterday. Discovered she has a Grade I heart murmur. I always knew something was weird with her heart because anytime any of the vets at work listen to her they listen too long. Anyway, after we knocked her down and got her under the iso you could just hear it 🙁 She was low under even light gas and has been a super mope today, poor girl. I hope she perks up by this evening.
 
Is it weird to want to be a vet but not like cats? I dont hate them but I find them unpredictable. Maybe its because I did not grow up with cats, never owned a cat and had no friends that owned cats.

Anyways at the clinic I work at we deal with all sort of cats, some really good ones but we also see alot of irritated cats, where the owners cannot really handle them. Im ok at holding cats, I can deal with somewhat irritated cats fine but I do not have my holding abilities down well to deal with bad cats (hissing, lunging, etc). It is embarassing when a bad cat comes in like today and the vet will not allow me to hold them while they are examining them due to the fact they do not trust me. I do not blame them by any means but it doesnt help my self confidence.
 
Is it weird to want to be a vet but not like cats

You'll have to be able to work with them through school, but once your boards are done you can be free of them 😉 There are LOTS of avenues in vet med that don't involve cats. You'll find what you're passionate about, and hopefully you'll be able to follow that route!
 
Is it weird to want to be a vet but not like cats? I dont hate them but I find them unpredictable. Maybe its because I did not grow up with cats, never owned a cat and had no friends that owned cats.

Anyways at the clinic I work at we deal with all sort of cats, some really good ones but we also see alot of irritated cats, where the owners cannot really handle them. Im ok at holding cats, I can deal with somewhat irritated cats fine but I do not have my holding abilities down well to deal with bad cats (hissing, lunging, etc). It is embarassing when a bad cat comes in like today and the vet will not allow me to hold them while they are examining them due to the fact they do not trust me. I do not blame them by any means but it doesnt help my self confidence.

I'm not a huge fan either. Kittens do it for me, but I'm pretty much over strange, adult cats. They have too many sharp parts.

That's just in the context of having one as a personal pet. I love working with them, though. There's always the possibility of something exciting happening.
 
I'm not a huge fan either. Kittens do it for me, but I'm pretty much over strange, adult cats. They have too many sharp parts.

That's just in the context of having one as a personal pet. I love working with them, though. There's always the possibility of something exciting happening.

I'm the opposite. I love my pet cats. Especially the one who never does anything naughty and just lays down like a big dog for nail trims any purrs during ear cleanings. I love the naughtier one almost as much.

Working with cats? Nah. Too little and terrifying. I much prefer big and terrifying.

My rant: MARES IN HEAT. Ugh. Love mares, but mine is just a huge biatch during the entire part of the year she is cycling.
 
UGHHHHH I hate potty training!!! I feel like I'm doing everything right but my puppy just seems to be peeing in the house more often. I literally take her out every 1-2 hrs and once in the middle of the night. Yes, I get up at 2am every single morning to take her outside. She seriously pees every time I take her out and then pees on my floor too. WTH?? I'm starting to think she might have a urinary issue. Or maybe a bladder the size of a cherry. Which, come to mind...would consitute a urinary issue. UGH.
 
Is it weird to want to be a vet but not like cats? I dont hate them but I find them unpredictable. Maybe its because I did not grow up with cats, never owned a cat and had no friends that owned cats.

Anyways at the clinic I work at we deal with all sort of cats, some really good ones but we also see alot of irritated cats, where the owners cannot really handle them. Im ok at holding cats, I can deal with somewhat irritated cats fine but I do not have my holding abilities down well to deal with bad cats (hissing, lunging, etc). It is embarassing when a bad cat comes in like today and the vet will not allow me to hold them while they are examining them due to the fact they do not trust me. I do not blame them by any means but it doesnt help my self confidence.




the burrito is your friend

Burrito_Cat.jpg



Cats can be tricky especially if you're not used to handling them.... but if you can wrap a good burrito- you can do almost anything! 🙂
 
the burrito is your friend

Burrito_Cat.jpg



Cats can be tricky especially if you're not used to handling them.... but if you can wrap a good burrito- you can do almost anything! 🙂

YES, the kitty burrito.

I can hear the reluctant growls just looking at that picture.
 
UGHHHHH I hate potty training!!! I feel like I'm doing everything right but my puppy just seems to be peeing in the house more often. I literally take her out every 1-2 hrs and once in the middle of the night. Yes, I get up at 2am every single morning to take her outside. She seriously pees every time I take her out and then pees on my floor too. WTH?? I'm starting to think she might have a urinary issue. Or maybe a bladder the size of a cherry. Which, come to mind...would consitute a urinary issue. UGH.

don't worry. It takes a long time. My pup was just like yours. We would take him out every hour or so (and we live on the 12th floor of an apt building..so we'd often have to carry him or else he would pee before we even got there) but he would still pee once we brought him inside.

I really just tried to be patient with him. If I caught him peeing I would tell him "No!" and put him on a pee pad. If he even looked in the slightest like he needed to go, I'd pick him up and bring him out. Even in April when he was 7 mo old he still needed to go out every 2 hours or so but at that point he would at least wimper when he wanted to go, so that got better.

He is 10.5 mo now, and he has finally got it down. He pees on a pee pad during the day when we're at school, and he can hold it all night and during the walk to the dog run. Once in awhile he regresses, but he finally got the hang of it. Yours will too.

Just try not to lose your patience when you're cleaning up pee for the millionth time. I always try to remind myself that I did know that he prob had to go out, but I was being lazy (if I'm honest with myself), so it's not really his fault.

S/he'll get there!
 
Thanks Gellabella. This puppy has been so much more difficult than my last two experiences. She's worth it though. 🙄
 
I'm on vacation. I am sitting in a beach house with the most beautiful view of the atlantic ocean, eating fabulous seafood, and spending way too much money at sephora. What could I possibly be ranting about? Day 3 of the vacation contruction workers started gutting the house to the left and then knocked it down on day 6. That was the end of that. Day 8 was yesterday. 7:30 in the morning I was awoken by the piercing sound of a dog yipping. Since I hadn't heard that the entire trip I thought it must just be someone walking their dog or something and that it would pass. I was wrong. This dog belongs to the person who is working on the house next door. I had to listen to a dog bark at everything yesterday. He barked at seagulls, planes, cars, his owner, the home owner, the wind, bugs - everything. I hoped and prayed that he would not return but lo and behold, 7:30 comes again and so does the barking. I'm considering bribing the worker to not bring the dog back tomorrow because he's ruining my vacation. We'll see.
 
It's really hot in Wisconsin right now (100s!), which isn't super normal for us. My lovely neighbors left two dogs crated in the back of a pickup truck all day yesterday with no water. I called the cops, but went to hide at my boyfriend's house (which has AC, unlike mine), and am not sure what happened. They're gone today, so hoping everything worked out. 🙁

Ugh.
 
It's really hot in Wisconsin right now (100s!), which isn't super normal for us. My lovely neighbors left two dogs crated in the back of a pickup truck all day yesterday with no water. I called the cops, but went to hide at my boyfriend's house (which has AC, unlike mine), and am not sure what happened. They're gone today, so hoping everything worked out. 🙁

Ugh.

What compels people to think it's ok to do that to those animals!? Good for you on calling the cops!

Also...in regards to your earlier post ... how do mares in heat act? I know next to nothing about horses, so I had to ask.

My rant: I have NO motivation to finish any of my applications. This is my 2nd time around. I just feel like I'm a terrible writer, a terrible test taker, and a terrible student and that no school will take me. I cannot seem to get out of this rut. 🙁
 
Heylodeb needs some love from us. Her horse got caught in some fencing/tubing and hurt itself enough that it had to be euth'd this morning. Shoot her a supportive PM if you have the time. She's in a sad place.
 
Thanks, Twelvetigers, and thanks to those who have messaged.

Basically, sometime between 7:30-10pm last night she managed to get both hind legs pretzeled around a pipe panel. We found her covered in sweat, groaning, and basically in a lateral recumbency. Took about 15 minutes to get the pipe panel off and then she rested for about 5 minutes before deciding that since I walked over to the water bucket, she should too. Somehow she managed to get up and we then waited 3 hours for a vet to arrive. (how in the world does UCD only have ONE vet on emergency field calls??? poor woman had to deal with me calling every 30 minutes to find out if she was finished suturing her last case)

Anyway - long story short, it was amazing she was standing. Details are getting muddied up but if I understood everything correctly she had two different joints open and they were worried about sepsis because her temperature which was around 100, was slowly crawling up past 102.5. The big kicker, though, was that she also blew the ligaments in her stifle, and possibly had fractures in her front leg somewhere.

She was a super star the entire time. She is generally well behaved but she went above and beyond last night. She loaded sanely in and out of a huge step up trailer with a hip to fetlock splint on....she never reacted out of pain, never showed anything but love towards me. I received more nuzzles, kisses, and hugs from her last night than ever before. I always wondered if she truly trusted me or if she just put up with me. We were tuned in to each other from the second I stepped in the paddock to calm her down to the last minute she pushed her muzzle out to my hand as she started to lose consciousness.

What a mare. What a fantastic fabulous mare. Good bye, my sweet sweet Trinity.
 
Thanks, Twelvetigers, and thanks to those who have messaged.

Basically, sometime between 7:30-10pm last night she managed to get both hind legs pretzeled around a pipe panel. We found her covered in sweat, groaning, and basically in a lateral recumbency. Took about 15 minutes to get the pipe panel off and then she rested for about 5 minutes before deciding that since I walked over to the water bucket, she should too. Somehow she managed to get up and we then waited 3 hours for a vet to arrive. (how in the world does UCD only have ONE vet on emergency field calls??? poor woman had to deal with me calling every 30 minutes to find out if she was finished suturing her last case)

Anyway - long story short, it was amazing she was standing. Details are getting muddied up but if I understood everything correctly she had two different joints open and they were worried about sepsis because her temperature which was around 100, was slowly crawling up past 102.5. The big kicker, though, was that she also blew the ligaments in her stifle, and possibly had fractures in her front leg somewhere.

She was a super star the entire time. She is generally well behaved but she went above and beyond last night. She loaded sanely in and out of a huge step up trailer with a hip to fetlock splint on....she never reacted out of pain, never showed anything but love towards me. I received more nuzzles, kisses, and hugs from her last night than ever before. I always wondered if she truly trusted me or if she just put up with me. We were tuned in to each other from the second I stepped in the paddock to calm her down to the last minute she pushed her muzzle out to my hand as she started to lose consciousness.

What a mare. What a fantastic fabulous mare. Good bye, my sweet sweet Trinity.

🙁 So sorry to hear that Heylodeb. I'm glad you could be there for her and with her when she was in pain. so sad.
 
Oh, heylodeb, I'm so very sorry for your loss. I lost one of my mares to a freak accident in November so the memory of how that feels is still fresh in my mind. It sounds like your girl knew how much you loved her and it's obvious she loved you very much as well.
 
So sorry to hear helodeb, she sounded like a wonderful mare.
 
Oh my goodness, I'm so sorry to hear about your mare Heylodeb. I agree with GB, and am really glad that you were able to be there for her til the end. It sounds like you two had such a special bond.
 
Thanks, Twelvetigers, and thanks to those who have messaged.

Basically, sometime between 7:30-10pm last night she managed to get both hind legs pretzeled around a pipe panel. We found her covered in sweat, groaning, and basically in a lateral recumbency. Took about 15 minutes to get the pipe panel off and then she rested for about 5 minutes before deciding that since I walked over to the water bucket, she should too. Somehow she managed to get up and we then waited 3 hours for a vet to arrive. (how in the world does UCD only have ONE vet on emergency field calls??? poor woman had to deal with me calling every 30 minutes to find out if she was finished suturing her last case)

Anyway - long story short, it was amazing she was standing. Details are getting muddied up but if I understood everything correctly she had two different joints open and they were worried about sepsis because her temperature which was around 100, was slowly crawling up past 102.5. The big kicker, though, was that she also blew the ligaments in her stifle, and possibly had fractures in her front leg somewhere.

She was a super star the entire time. She is generally well behaved but she went above and beyond last night. She loaded sanely in and out of a huge step up trailer with a hip to fetlock splint on....she never reacted out of pain, never showed anything but love towards me. I received more nuzzles, kisses, and hugs from her last night than ever before. I always wondered if she truly trusted me or if she just put up with me. We were tuned in to each other from the second I stepped in the paddock to calm her down to the last minute she pushed her muzzle out to my hand as she started to lose consciousness.

What a mare. What a fantastic fabulous mare. Good bye, my sweet sweet Trinity.

Truly, nothing is quite the same as the grief of losing a horse. I am so sorry to hear about what happened to your mare. My heart goes out to you.
 
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