ONE glorious cool evening in the midst of a summer swelter and the entire herd kicks up their heels in celebration.
Everyone turns up the next morning with teeny tiny scrapes on their lower legs from the overnight ruckus. Business as usual, little novalsan washy washy, little alusheild, little swat and good to go, right? Nope. Everyone got summer sores the next day. Everyone developed proud flesh a couple days later. Sigh.
Two herd members resolved unceremoniously with scrubbing and manuka honey. Healed. Happy. Done.
But the pink-skinned Prince refuses to have anything be that simple. He discovered his wound dressing was incredibly tasty. He learned right quick that if he knawed through his bandages, mommy hid a delightful lickable treat on his pastern. Oh, you clever boy.
Prep H to the rescue, and after a few days it was looking really good! We were almost in the clear!
But I got impatient. I wanted this over already. I ponied up for Equaide thinking it would be the deal-sealer. The knock-it-out-of-the-park-er.
I could not-be-more-wrong-er.
Apparently, Equaide is incredibly irritating. And for ponies who already have figured out how to remove their triple ply bandaging to get to tasty lickin’s, doing as such to alleviate the itch is child’s play.
So we’re back to Prep H. The long slow slog.
In 24 years of all things horsey I’ve never had to deal with proud flesh. Guess I’m getting my 24 years worth, but I am SO sick of it.
Please o Wisdom of Coth, where did I go wrong with Equaide? Is it supposed to irritate? Should I just bell boot the boy and make him suffer?
What else can I do?
Bonus points for anyone who figures out the morse code in the title. : )