and left his herd a mile away. (picture from side of house looking to the back of the barn where his herd is grazing--you can't even see them they're so far away.)
You may have noticed my blog has been quiet since I started the meds. That's because things were going so well I didn't want to jinx it by speaking too soon. And, luckily, I didn't, because things did take a turn, but at least I can't blame it on bad luck.
First, I missed one of his dosages. The next day he was head shaking again. I started him right back up, but there was some more of it today. Milder than before, but enough for me to mask him again. Is it that delicate a situation that I can never miss a dose? Is his dose not high enough? Does he just need a mask in conjunction with the meds? (He isn't head shaking right now as he grazes in the front pasture. I'm looking at him through the window from my desk as I write.) More later. I consider this an experiment, and after this whole regimen is completed I'll consult with my vet again and decide the next step.
As for Cia, we definitely took a few steps back. She had always trusted me and came to me whenever I'd show up with a halter and lead. Not so now. She runs from me. All week I've worked on catching and releasing her. She is definitely catchable with a little effort, but I'm not used to having my horses "leave" me. She's telling me, "No, thank-you," and "I don't trust you anymore."
Of course, that makes me sad, but I'm not worried. I know she'll come back around and be where she was with me. She's already following me along the fence line again when I leave. It was just a scary experience and she's having to re-acclimate to our ways. She also doesn't want me to take her off or hurt her. When she remembers that fly spray, grooming, and masking don't hurt, but help, she'll be on the road to remembering I only ask her to do safe things. Today, however, she is going to get a little lunging and working on the lead. More on that later...