That was the question I asked our employee, Cindy, as she and I headed out to clean blind Hawk's sheath this afternoon. "Why am I always the one who gets to do this?," I asked.
She smiled but said nothing.
"Why doesn't Alayne ever do this?," I asked.
"Because Alayne is smart," she quickly said, emphasizing the last word.
Oh.
Hawk's private parts had seemed a little puffy and swollen, so I called our equine vet, Dr. Erin Taylor, this morning to get the dosing protocols to sedate Hawk for an exam and cleaning.
It's a two-drug regime and he was already sinking before I got the second drug on board.
As you can see from the photo above, the sedation worked … um … all too well. That's one leaning horse. Notice my right hand, pushing on Hawk and trying to hold him up. It made me feel better, but one hand was not going to keep an 1,100 pound horse from toppling over on me if he chose to go down. Cindy (who prefers not to have her photo taken) was holding Hawk's head up, because otherwise he was doing this:
Despite being completely gorked, he hardly dropped his penis, so I had to fish around and tug and pull and … oh never mind.
Let's just say that it actually looked pretty good and required only minor cleaning. The swelling seemed to be nothing more than what Erin says often happens with these old geldings: they get fat and pendulous "down there."
Alayne did come out to take these photos, though.
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