Yesterday I bought a horse. Of course we also sold our rarely used ski boat (thanks Dad!) so it’s not quite the dramatic decision it seems.
At the same time, yesterday I bought a horse. A real live, living, breathing horse that has to come home with us next Sunday. And we have no pasture fence. None.
It’s a good thing that I’m married to a hard working, good natured man. One that is willing to take the week off of work and use his vacation time to build a fence for said horse. Really. He is. Isn’t he great?
Today we cleared the back property line of blackberries, brambles, cedar limbs and stumps so that he can get that fence up. Mike and his two chain saws put in some serious time on a Douglas fir stump and a cedar stump, both directly in the line of the fence.
Just about the time he put the 36″ bar on the bigger saw to finish cutting off the top of the stump, I decided to move the steel t-post holding the string line. We’d just decided to move the fence line in 5 feet from the property line to make it easier to keep it clear of blackberry vines.
I’m not sure about you, but sometimes I make rash decisions without realizing that’s what I’m doing. I jumped up on the fin of the post to push it into the ground without realizing that it had upward, as well as downward, facing spikes. I put one spike right through my muck boot and into the bottom of my right foot. Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!
Not the worst puncture wound I’ve ever had, but definitely up there on the list. Mike hauled me back to the house in the trailer behind the John Deere. Once there he cleaned it out for me with hydrogen peroxide, slathered it with Neosporin and bandaged it up. I called the doctor to find out what to do, I haven’t had a tetanus booster since 1996, and then took a load off for a few hours while the wound clotted and the Advil kicked in. I go in tomorrow for a check-over and the needed shot.
Mike, my prince charming, kept working to clear the last of the line and then mowed the backyard. All without complaint.
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That was fast on the horse! Just a few days ago you were planning this and already it happened – I need to learn that. I’m glad you are ok and the puncture wound wasn’t worse.
I think that is the best part about being married to a knight in shining armor. They really step it up when they need to. Glad to hear about the new addition to the barn! I thought the cedar was going to be a piddley little sapling, but that looks like a monster.
Wow, what an eventful weekend. Speaking as someone who often hurts myself doing something I haven’t fully thought through, I feel your pain on the puncture wound… glad it wasn’t bad enough to keep you down. And congrats again on Cody — such a gorgeous horse. I can’t wait to see more pix when he comes home.
You deffinately have a keeper in him. Mine was always that way too. The guys he worked with would take vacations to go hunting and mine would do farm chores or we’d all go to Canada together. Imagine a man wanting to spend time with his family! LOL You should of gotten some dairy goats for the brambles then you would have been able to make cheese and soap.
Glad you are OK. Those puncture wounds can be very painful. Take Care
Hope you’re foot’s ok!
Something to keep in mind is that horses don’t do well solo. For optimum mental health, they need at least one other animal as pasture mate – preferably another horse/pony.
Laura – congrats on the horse, but I’m sorry about your foot! Hope you heal soon.