And not in the sense that we took a mental health day.... in the sense that Dan is A NUT!!
I was able to catch Dan (he is always game for cookies) but again today... he pulled back, reared up, and took off. And almost kicked me in the process. I mean, not that close, but close enough that I had to yell at his backside as he galloped off! Sigh. So I followed him around and caught him a second time. And then he almost immediately spazzed out and got loose again... this time jerking my finger in the process. Ouch dude... And he ran around a good bit this time, because of course, the girs joined in. Okay dude... come on... this is not fun for me! I had to chase him a little bit this time but caught him again... and he tried to leave again but I snarled at him and he wasn't trying as hard, so.. we managed to make it to the trailer.
Of course in the process of being a fool, he pulled a shoe. Sigh... Part of me was like "just call it... he clearly is in a mood... listen to him... he doesn't have a shoe... but part of me was also thinking that I needed to find his shoe and it would be easier with him as my rover and.. quite frankly.. I didn't want to reward him for running from me. And I know.. I KNOW.... That's not how it works... I should have listened to him. But I did want to find his shoe.

Of course me being me... I screwed up more and took him into the arena. We did pick up a trot and he was lame, so I at least pulled him back to a walk and we headed to the field. We wanedered around a bit but then I decided to at least do a little bit of trotting. I really wanted to do some small circles to help strengthen him. So we did. But he was tripping a good bit... terrain? Long toes? shoulder atrophy? And he was resistant to bend right. And his tongue came out. A lot... sigh. He wanted to run too.. was too quick. But I did manage to ignore the tongue (mostly) and got a few good circles. So... we just gave up and wandered around trying to find his shoe. He was definitely anxious and nutted up. And maybe it's secondary to pain... but I was really not even asking him to do anything other than a 15 meter trot circle maybe on a first level frame. I feel like it's much more a herd bound thing. I think he's still struggling with losing Fleck. Me too buddy, me too. So I think it's more anxiety than pain, but... maybe there's both. Argh... I don't know what to do.
We did find his shoe. Yay! And after that, we did trot up the hill once. He seemed like he had settled down and wasn't so stuck in his freak out mode. (Kind of like Lyric... he snapped out of his emotional freakout). And he trotted nicely up the hill without sticking his tongue out. And he had stopped chomping/chewing. So I told him he was super, hopped off, and got his shoe.
I had to rinse him off as even before I tacked him up, he was literally dripping sweat and had butt foam. Oh, and I did ride him in the peter horrobin, because.. maybe I should just keep it. It's probably cheaper than replacing it. Although if he can share with Funny, and I could sell it.. that's cheaper. So I don't know.. maybe some of his anxiety was the saddle. But I really don't think so. I think it started when he ran from me. But, I don't mind the saddle. I like it enough for me, so.. we'll see. I need to figure it out if I pay the Schleese lady to look at it, use Kristyn or... message Kim.
The good news is that (in theory) Dan felt well enough to really gallop!! I don't know if he was on his left lead the whole time or not. And I think at one point he almost looked like his stifle got hung a bit... and another point he looked like he had string halt in that right hind. But it was only those two moments and I didn't get a good enough look to say for sure. And he wasn't sound when I rode but I'm pretty sure it was the front right barefoot vs something else. But hard to tell.
Luckily Russel was able to come by this afternoon and put his shoe back on. Yay!
Hopefully he'll be back to "normal" soundness wise and neurotic wise too. I'm debating whether I want to start him on some CBD or something... or get a vet exam... or ???
I love you sir, but you drive me bananas!