It’s been a challenge staying dry the last couple of weeks. Thankfully, we have a dry hallway in the barn. It’s not very large, but it serves it’s purpose. Yesterday, I caught Jewels and led her in the barn. I cross-tied her so I could do some maintenance on her mane and tail. I’m not a big fan of using brushes or combs in the long stuff, but her hair was in dire need. Her mane was all twisted and knotted from the wind and rain. I usually don’t apply a lot of moisturizer products either, but yesterday was a special occasion. I used some Show-Sheen to get the tangles out, then applied olive oil for a leave in conditioner. Jewel’s mane was extremely dry and brittle on the ends. I’ve read a ton of articles on how to grow long luxurious manes and tails. For me, it’s not a priority. I pay more attention to what I feed internally. After all, there’s nothing I can apply to the surface which masks the look of poor nutrition.
Jewels seemed to really enjoy my attention to details. She even began to lean into the rubber curry. I’m sure the mud she had caked-up all over her was becoming a nuisance. When I was through grooming her from head to tail, I sat down in a chair next to her. As I was looking at her hooves, I noticed the farrier hadn’t done such a great job his last visit. It’s only been a week since they were all trimmed. The weather brought on nasty working conditions. I’m not going to get twisted, this time. The farrier will just have to come out earlier than the next scheduled visit. Leaning back in the chair to catch my wind, noticed Jewel’s eyes were about half closed. It looked like she had taken a bottle of chill-pills. Her head and neck were at half-mast and had a hind leg cocked. It was a surreal moment for me. I knew we had clicked at that point.
Jewels is an obsession of mine. I spent the next half hour just taking snap-shots of her. She began to wake up a bit and got interested in my activity. All of the sudden, I got up and threw a towel on her head. Don’t ask me, why. I just did. Most of the time, I walk on egg shells around her. And, quite frankly, I just got tired of having to tip-toe around her. There certainly had to be a huge look of astonishment on my face. As, she didn’t even look surprised. I was completely enamored by her response. Jewel’s behavior has gone from one extreme to the other. This nervous, over-reactive pile -of-guts, has turned into exactly the opposite. The thinking side of her brain really does work.