I am so, so happy that Mr. Oats is back in action. I can’t even believe how frightening and stressful the past few weeks have been, for me and him 😦 His cough subsided by Friday, and I zipped out to the barn to test him out. All clear!
The only thing I was MAJORLY angry about was when I finished up with Oats and was putting him back in his pen, I moved his haynet and got stabbed with thorns. WTF? I pushed him away to investigate, and saw that to my absolute horror, his hay was FULL of blackberry thorns. All weaved into the hay. For a horse just recovering from life-threatening choke and a horrible cough. I was seeing RED.
I put Oats into the barn’s crossties and pulled apart his hay. It was EVERYWHERE.
I pulled the flakes apart, and removed all of the blackberry thorns. I then texted the barn manager to let her know, and let the feeders know that if he eats blackberry thorns, he could die. This is serious.
But on a happier note, I caught it when I was there- weird because I’m not even usually at the barn on Fridays, but I couldn’t wait to see how his cough was. Good timing??
I do still feel angry that potentially his choke was caused by the shitty hay with blackberry thorns in it. Like, what the everloving hell?
Anyways…I had to cancel my dressage show because his cough was so nasty, but my friend suggested we try a beach ride instead? And so on Sunday, that’s exactly what we did! And I had BLAST!!!! Oats was a little freaked out but settled well (deep sand will do that, ha. It tired them right out). I am so lucky to have another chance with old Oaty.
Life is showing me to take any opportunity. There may not be a second chance.
Ah, I last left this blog on a Thursday and haven’t blogged in…Over a week.
Why? Not vacation, I can tell you!
I was deployed on the Friday to help with emergency communications in Prince George, a service I volunteered for from work. I received the call at 11am on Friday, and was on a 2:45pm flight to PG. (Sort of, it turned into a big debacle and we flew to PG, couldn’t land, flew back to Vancouver, caught the next flight back to PG, and ended up there at 10pm).
We worked until 1am that night. Hitting the ground running in a way, eh?
It was a challenging, life-changing and good experience. But it was exhausting, emotionally difficult, and a ton of work.
I got back home on Friday, and had great expectations for going riding when I got home. Yeah, that didn’t happen. I crawled into bed, feeling like I got hit with a ton of bricks. So exhausted. I didn’t get up until 4pm?! Riding happened on Saturday instead. Ha.
Oats…isn’t being super great. He’s pretty fine most times, and then other times has this massive demon-spook that is just INSANE. He has also been spooking at things that don’t normally bother him, like birds, squirrels, etc.??? He had a few big freakouts in the field, which is typically his happy place? He spooked so hard and flew backwards so violently that I pulled a muscle in my hip trying to stay on (I did..). Jesus.
At least I had a fairly decent dressage lesson last night, but it started off rough and I was in an absolutely terrible mood. I wanted to cry for most of it, until it smoothed out and he relaxed and gave up the resistance.
I am having an increasingly hard time breathing while I am running- so much so that I am struggling to breathe running a shorter distance (5k)?? It makes me feel panicky and trapped, like I am stuck in my own body and it’s betraying me somehow. Ugh, I hate it! I’m fine normally, it’s just when I am doing my long-distance running…And I am an experienced runner, so WTF? My lungs were checked relatively recently and they were fine, more than fine actually- superhuman. So …yeah. I now have an appointment with my doctor to see if I have a heart murmur or something that is causing this newfound breathing struggle.
I don’t want to collapse.
Anndd….I came back to work to find a lot of my dear friends and longtime colleagues got let go on Monday.
I actually really enjoy this flavour- even though I haven’t yet had a Pumpkin Spice Latte from Starbucks or anything, it is a favourite and I will make an effort to get out and have at least one PSL latte this season.
That was why I was pretty thrilled to find that Purdy’s has two seasonal Pumpkin chocolates, a truffle and a caramel.
And, being the chocoholic that I am, I tried both. The verdict? YUM! I ate WAY too much chocolate yesterday, trying both of those, the caramel sea-salt chocolate, the pecan chocolate, a maple caramel (more on that later, can’t have too many chocolate reviews today).
The Pumpkin Truffle is delicately spiced, with subtle pumpkin notes mingling with nutmeg, cinnamon and a hint of ginger. You have to like the texture and flavour of pumpkin, as it is very convincing here. A beautiful truffle that goes down easy and is quite smooth. Milk chocolate shell.
The Pumpkin Caramel is bolder. The spice level is not as subtle, and the pumpkin flavour is much more toned down in favour of a stronger spice ‘bite’. I liked it, but did enjoy the pumpkin truffle more. Try this one if you want more of a spicy finish with a chew. The chew was thoroughly enjoyable, and didn’t get stuck to my teeth.
So there you have it- two seasonal chocolates, two very different ‘mouth-feels’ and a bit of a different taste to both. You have to like Pumpkin Spice though!
It really turned my day around yesterday, and now I can’t wait to get home and eat a few more of these. Fabulous!
As promised- here is Oats enjoying the snow. Or more like, enjoying getting his big scnozz in the camera…
As much as he likes having ‘me’ time, he also likes getting up close and personal into my space!
I think among his favourite pastimes is to go with me to the indoor arena, and then pick up and fling around everything he can get in his mouth (crops, the mounting block, jump cups, water bottles, coffee cups, jump fillers- the bridge, the green box, tarps, flowers!!).
Riding tonight, he had the day off last night.