jingle jingle jingle
Sending you good thoughts and best wishes from NoCal. Hope your new converse shoes arrive soon and make your feet feel better!
and now checking in to see how Willem and Coreene are doing this morning…
still jingling
Adding my jingles!!
Willem, I hope you’re relaxing and taking your meds without too much complaining…and Coreene, nachos sound like a very good medication for you!!
Willem’s feet be sore.
Just drei karroten per day -
This be verrie wrong.
Approved helmet: Every ride; every time.
Just wanted to chime in and send my jingles too! Poor Willem, hang in there buddy!
I think I went through most of the thread, and may have missed this…any idea what brought this on?
Those shoes look very very cool! I can only imagine what the cost of them was, and for Lord Helpus to just offer them to someone in need is truly generous!!!
happy horsin!
Coreene and Willem, My horse and I have been spending a lot of time this year treating a quarter crack with a vet/farrier in Kentucky named Dr Ric Redden. He is a laminitis specialist and I have seen horses come into his clinic in terrible shape.He is able to treat them and bring them out of some pretty bad conditions.He has a website www.nanric.com and I have his phone number should you wish to call him.I’m sure he could give you people close to you that could help. He has traveled all over the world teaching and researching this condition.E-mail me if you want his phone number.
Allyn McCracken
Sport Horse Breeder
www.bannockburnfarmllc.com
Still jingling and vibing all over the place. Willem, you tell those footsies to behave, and you tell them good! Stormy and Promise send their love.
This too, shall pass.
I hope you feel better!
Tell your mommy to hang in there, and we look forward to hearing a POSITIVE report!
“You smell like dead bunnies”
~ Ralph, The Simpsons
Member of Hot TB Mare Clique
More jingles and LOFF from NY to Cali! I know you can beat this flounder. It is tough but with your modder’s help, you can do it.
Resident racing historian
Founder of the Mighty Thoroughbred Clique
I be thanking you fur all der jingles, wot they be verrie kind und loffink. I loff you.
Mein modder Coreene (I still loff her aber she haff putted der syringe in mein mouth now 59 times und OMGiH THIS IT BE WRONG), she haff telled me that she be calling Miss Herr Doktor in der morgen proberbly und she ask for mein feets to be rewrapped until I get mein new shoes.
I haff asked for Converse All-Stars mit der high tops. Schwarz ones. Aber they alzo haff mit der 70s stripes.
Mein kusjes to-night they be going to all off you.
I haff sayed this be fore, I be ein German horse und this it be straight from mein mouth.
I’ve been sending lots of good thoughts and jingles your way Willem!!
Steph
Jeez, that pic of Dublin with Willem and the rainbow…my makeup is gone, I have been sitting here bawling my eyes out.
Thank you for posting that.
>^.,.^<
~Forget love… I’d rather fall in chocolate!~
Many jingles and hugs from here. Hope you are better very soon.
Older is just a state of mind. Where is mine?
Willem, hope you feel better soon!
lots of loff!!
ps, mein kittie, Camilla (aka “Happy Feet”) sends happy feet thoughts to you also 
This week’s favorite CD: Elton John “Honky Chateau”.
Jingles and best wishes to Willem from Dessie and Romy who have just found out that they have cushings, but whose feet are not sore (thank goodness). And Kia Kaha (go strong) to Willem’s modder
Ohhhh…Willem - please get better!
And please don’t be fearful of your mudder 'cause it seems she sticks ‘der poisen pile’ in your mouth everytime you see her! It’s cause she loffs you.
Jingles for you baby!
Remi is much like you Willem. I bought him a lovely saddle pad with pink flamingos all over it and he flipped out! He will only wear sedate white one with the appropriate color trim. Now Cruiser on the other hand - loves the pink flamingos and is even known to swill a Pepsi or two…
Anyway, Get better soon!
Vermont - where winter riders are real riders.
Jingle, Jingle, Jingle, Jingle, Jingle!
Get better spoon, Willem!
Charming
Willem, my 4 yr old thoroughbred, Mr Slim, has a word to say to you.
Hi there, Willem. My name be Mr Slim, and I is a pure Americano Thoroughbred. I am bred to win the darby someday.
Though I be just a young boy, my mommy told me I should offer you some helpish. She said we could start a support group.
Mom says she has been balky (like me to a jump) to tell you on what she calls COTH about me. She says she dont want no one to waste jingles for me. I think in my little thoroughbred brain that that not be a nice thing to say.
My feeties have been hurting for a while, and when my mom asks me to be “ridden” (not run 
) I move weird to show her I hurt. So she took me to some place called “toughs” 2 weeks ago, they put me in a padded stall with a white tag on my halter. I thinked I had died and gone to heaven when I seen everyone there in white, but then I saw mommy. Then made me trot on the pavement, then held up mine leggles and made me trot again. It hurt, but humans are stupid and they didnt stop. Then they shot me with some stuff in mine feeties, and it didnt hurt no more!!
Then I went to a room with no lights, and they took picturs of mine leggles and feeties. They showith my mommy and she sayed I have “naviculary” and my coffin is chipping and bruised. She said I have no soul, but I think that not be very nice. These stupid humans, they just now realized that when I walk I be walking on mine coffin, and when I hit a rock it chipped it. Mine soul, it be flexible. So they gave me some white paste in mine mouth every day and then bringed me back because my feeties hurt much much more and I be laying down and mine fetties they be hot and mine pulse strong. They said mine foot was abscessed and cut holes in mine soul. This it hurt more.
Mom keeps making me get up so I can soak mine feeties and put them in ice, and she says nice things but cries a lot. The nice dr bellezo, he sayed that I have a small chance I be ok for “pasture life”. They told my mommy she canith send me away or keep trying.
Mommy tells me that she loffs me very much and she cries a lot in mine mane. I wish I could tell her I loff her, and that Im worried she be to do something stupidish because I worry her. I try to get better but it hurts, Willem. she sayish I have lame-o-nitis too and that I could flounder if I eat or something.
I dont understandish what happened! 3 weeks ago I be jumping a jump and running wit my friends!
Willem, we can get better together. Our mommies, they been very upsetish about this. I be just a baby,I too young to go away. And you be too special. But willem, if we go away and dont hurt no more, can you teach me to drive when I been old enoughle and let me drinkish that stuff that I be not allowed to drinkish? Daddy Willem, can you help me be better? I helpish you, ok? I loff you Willem.
So, Willem, get better!
And Coreene, I know what you are going through. MY poor Slim, I cant even look at him. I feel like a jerk. I just dont get it. I think ive lost it, im scared.
But I wont steal your thread. LOVE YOU GUYS! Pull through this!
**When I was born … the doctor came out to the waiting room and said to my father … I’m very sorry. We did everything we could…but he pulled through. (Rodney Dangerfield) ***
