Hi y'all!
How has your week been? Anything exciting happen?
I can't believe that it is September already. We have been busy chasing kids. Little Bock 1
likes to run everywhere. I read a book on parenting toddlers and it described different
types of toddlers. She falls into the spirited category.
We have a local zoo of native Minnesota animals. It is small, like it takes only an hour to
walk through the park. We took her this week because it is one of her favorite places to
go. She sprinted from one habitat to the other. It only took us 30 minutes to see
everything, but she loves to go around several times. Her favorite is the river otters.
There are two and they have a swim area that you can stand by the glass and watch them.
She put her hand next to the glass and the two otters would swim past it as if she was
petting them.
Work has been steady. I have seen a lot of hoof abscesses lately. It is where pus builds
up with in the hood capsule. It is pretty painful. Kind of like a blood blister under your
fingernail. The pus builds up and there is no room as the hoof capsule is pretty solid.
To fix it, I have to find the pocket and open it up to drain. The relief is almost
instantaneous. All of the horses this week had shoes on. Thankfully, Hubby works with me
and he can pull shoes (take the horseshoe off). It can be hard work, especially if the shoes
are new and the horses hurt. They don't want to stand still. His comment at the end of the
day was that he "got to be a cowboy" this week.
The people that trim horses' hooves and put on shoes are called farriers. They have a
tough job and I am thankful that Hubby doesn't have to remove shoes regularly. As a side
note, I can pull shoes too, but Hubby does a better job. He has more patience and strength
than I do.
In my book, My Cowboy of Convenience, Erin has to treat a horse with a hoof abscess.
Erin
I watched the cowboy trot his horse up and down the alleyway in the back. The head
bobbed up whenever the horse landed on his right front foot.
“That’s good. Let’s look at Charlie’s foot.”
“Yes, ma’am.” The cowboy stopped the horse a few inches from me. The gray gelding blew
out his breath into my hair when I rubbed his forehead.
I grabbed my hoof testers and ran my hand down the back of his right front leg. The horse
lifted it up. The hoof testers pressed along the sole of his hoof. He stood still as a statue
until the end of the exam. He flinched but never jerked his foot from my grasp.
“I think he’s working on an abscess in here.” I pulled out my hoof knife and parred away
at the sore spot until a black spot appeared. “Just a little bit more.” One more swipe with
my knife, pus squirted out from the spot and landed on the floor a foot away.
“That’s a good one.” The cowboy chuckled.
“Yep, he should feel better in no time.”
I packed his foot with a drawing salve and wrapped it up. “Now, leave that on until
tomorrow and then take it off to soak his foot in warm water and Epsom salts.”
I straightened up, rubbing my hand over my lower back.
Charlie placed his hoof on the concrete, testing to see if it hurt. His eyes relaxed when he
discovered the pressure in his hoof was gone.
“Well, look at that. He’s walking better already.” The cowboy led him forward. “Good job,
Doc.”
I wiped my hands on my jean legs. “Load him up and stop inside. Connie will have your bill
and some pain medication for him.”
“You giving him Bute?”
“Just for a couple of days.”
“I’ve got plenty at home. I’ll just pay the bill.” He clasped my hand in his. “Not bad for a
lady doc.” He winked at me before leading his horse to the trailer.
Connie stood inside the door, smiling at his comment.
“Not bad at all, Dr. Murphy.”
I shrugged. “That was an easy one. What’s up? I thought he was the last appointment.”
“We just got a call from the Kisment ranch. One of their cows is calving and having a
hard time.” She handed me their file and directions to the ranch. “It’s across the road from when you pulled those Coggins for the therapeutic riding stable.”
“Is this Kaleb Kisment?” I flipped through the papers.
“Yep, have you met?”
“Just briefly,” I lied.
“He’s a little prickly, but soft on the inside. My advice to you is to ignore his attitude.
He has plenty of help, so I’ll stay here and hold down the fort until you get back.”
“Sounds good.” I jogged to the vet truck. He’s a little prickly? That’s not how I’d describe
him. More like surly and awkward. I climbed into the truck, starting it. I pointed it on to
the highway out of town, following Connie’s directions. Hopefully, this wouldn’t be too bad.
It is available in ebook or paperback.
What are you reading this week?
I am halfway through the third book in A Court of Thorns and Roses series,
A Court of Wings and Ruin. The story swept me away and I find myself looking for little
pockets throughout the day to listen to it.
Book Blurb:
Feyre has returned to the Spring Court, determined to gather information on
Tamlin's actions and learn what she can about the invading king threatening to bring
her land to its knees. But to do so she must play a deadly game of deceit. One slip could
bring doom not only for Feyre, but for everything-and everyone-she holds dear.
As war bears down upon them all, Feyre endeavors to take her place amongst the
High Fae of the land, balancing her struggle to master her powers-both magical and
political-and her love for her court and family. Amidst these struggles, Feyre and Rhysand
must decide whom to trust amongst the cunning and lethal High Lords, and hunt for allies
in unexpected places.
On my e-reader, I am reading Camilla Isley's It Started with a Book. I love the premise of
the story with her falling in love with a book boyfriend. Plus, Camilla's stories are always
a light-hearted romp.
Book Blurb:
When she’s ghosted by yet another Tinder match, Leighton swears off dating for life.
Who needs apps and blind dates when she has the perfect-in-every-way (apart from
being fictional) heroes of her beloved romance novels?
That night Leigh finds a second-hand book on her TBR pile, which transports her to the
small-town of Lakeville Hills, where the heroines wear shorty-shorts and the men drink
bourbon. And as Leigh drifts off to sleep, she dreams of billionaire cowboy Killian St Clair,
who could win a gold medal for smouldering and bicep flexing.
For a while, Leigh finds it easier to stomach misogynistic supervisors,
newly coupled friends, and extravagant bridesmaid duties knowing she can return to
Lakeville Hills each evening. Until one day, she wakes up to find she’s brought a bit of
Lakeville Hills back with the impossible sexy and entirely implausible Killian St Clair
is in her apartment.
Now Leigh must help Killian navigate the real world. But as she gets to know the man
behind the trope, can she keep her heart safe, or does she risk falling in love with her book
boyfriend in real life?
Next week, I’ll announce the next book we will be reading. Stay tuned! I hope you have a
great week.
Hugs,
Allie
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