So apparently I haven't posted since May. It makes sense because it felt like forever. A lot happened and yet not much has happened. Digby remained/remains various degrees of lame. We've tried different shoeing, giving him some NSAIDs for a few days, all with varying degrees of success or failure. In early August, I received word that the barn Digby is at was closing. Digby is hard to keep happy within my budget in this area. Cue panic.
I searched around for new homes, both boarding boards and getting him free leased out to a long term home, didn't find a whole lot. As luck would have it, I've been on a waiting list for a retirement home down south for him for a bit. I contacted them and they would have a spot opening up in September. It happened super quickly for me but Digby was prepped and ready to go in October. He has been settling in nicely at his new home. Sending that board check every month is going to be *thrilling* considering I can't go see him often due to my work schedule but I know that he's happy and will be taken care of. The photo I've included in this blog is the night before he left. His new home does have a blog, so check it out! I'm wildly sad that he isn't around for me to see anymore, but I know in my heart it was the right choice for both of us. I won't have to worry about a new owner taking good care of him or that he could end up in a bad place. He is still lame down there (no surprise) but hopefully he will enjoy the warmer weather and keep weight on better in the "cold" months.
In other horse related news, I still work with horses so I wasn't dying without seeing Digby regularly but I did miss riding. I was in the midst of making plans to visit a friends trainer to take a lesson when I can afford since it's been since… oh… 2011 possibly, possibly getting some free catch rides from a local trainer (on some ponies, to boost my confidence!), and I promptly broke my arm at work. Last Friday, according to the hospital write up I was "assaulted by a horse and her pony." HAHA! Ok, so basically I was feeding the broodmares and foals just like we always do and one spooked (or something…? It is unclear.) and legitimately ran me over. I didn't see it coming and rolled a few times in the dirt. There was a large pile of dirt in the hospital when I took off my clothes so they could examine my brush burns/bruises. Either way, my humoral head is broken and I am out of commission for up to 8 weeks. I'm not sure if I'll keep updating the blog now that Digby isn't around but I'm still active on Instagram (my name is rutabecka!) so check me out there.