Well it's been a minute. But rather than jump into too many updates (Rico is great, my job is great, my people are great, TC you will hear about shortly but he is also great), I wanted to share a critical update.
| He is the light of my life even if we've just been hanging out mostly |
Five years ago I started chasing down an issue that TC and I were having as we were showing at Third level. We were scoring as high as I'd ever scored at the level but he looked *terrible* and he felt even worse. I called it muscle wasting, he seemed to not be able to put a topline on despite being in full work. He also exhibited a lot of balking, refusing to go forward, always slamming on the brakes.
I chased this down pretty aggressively for years, sliding into insanity as I would receive answers that didn't quite fix everything in addition to a lot of gaslighting. I had trainers telling me it was normal for horses at the mid levels to struggle so we just had to get through it. I had people tell me it was his breeding, or just to keep pushing through and trusting that dressage would put a topline back on him.
But something felt wrong, and I ended up listening to my horse and quitting dressage, last year we did a little bit of jumping (which he enjoyed but then once again the balking started), then this year I quit riding him very much at all.
| The ranch remains casually beautiful |
It was weird though, every winter he seemed to get better, which sometimes coincided with something that made a lot of sense, so I'd run with it, but every spring/summer, things would get worse again. I'd try and try again, then would seem to figure out what it was over the next winter only to be disappointed again.
This year, I decided that I wanted to give myself one last year to try to figure this out. If we couldn't do it, I planned to bite the bullet and fully retire him, let him live with other horses at a different facility, and move forward with buying a new horse (likely a little Irish horse since I've come to love them). I gave him from April until now mostly off, doing primarily a postural rehab plan that I came up with (it basically combined Jec's 55 corrective exercises with some very basic dressage and some basic bodywork stuff) and waiting until mid summer when things were at their worst to see a new vet. I had been worried that nothing would show up in the spring.
This vet came to me highly recommended for his fantastic approach with cases like these. Mysterious cases where the horse is totally sound and fine and just needs a good beating (aka something is wrong but the prey animal doesn't want to tell you because then he'd be even more prey-like). We had already seen three vets who said that he was sound and fine. But this vet was different and I'm so grateful we went!
First, we started with the most comprehensive exam I've ever seen, he did a full lameness exam (shocker, TC is sound) and then full range of motion tests for each leg.
We then went inside and took x-rays of all four feet and his entire spine. The vet did an ultrasound of his scapular cartilage, his bad stifle, and then he stuck an ultrasound wand up his butt and I was like..... alright. Sorry TC, I'll let anyone with a white coat do anything to you in the name of your soundness.
| After his exam he was so happy to supervise the next exam |
Finally we sat down and discussed what the findings were, he talked to me for 45 minutes! But right away he said "there is nothing clinically wrong with your horse" and I was ready to leave. In the moment before he continued I was like WELL OKAY THEN and had made plans to retire the horse fully and book a flight to Ireland.
But he finished with "everything I'm seeing is man-made, and I think we can fix it." So I'm glad I didn't overreact (externally).
He took me through all of his images -
1. TC has ECVM, equine cervical vertebrae malformation, essentially his C6 and C7 are swapped. However, TC is now fourteen years old (what! when?) and if this was going to be a problem it already would have. He has no clinical signs and this is not the issue.
2. TC does not have kissing spine, his disc space is great and he shows no arthritis anywhere, his SI joint (rectal ultrasound) is normal as well
3. He has nothing wrong with his left stifle, which was his bad stifle for years
4. He has damage to his scapular cartilage caused by his saddle not fitting properly, although the vet thinks it's due to the postural collapse vs the saddle actually not fitting
So what is it?
| Holy shit |
It's his FUCKING FEET. Now, feel free to get all high and mighty (on your own, to your friends, not in the comments) but when I say no one ever really suspected his feet, I mean it. Sure, hindsight is 20/20, but there was no real reason to suspect that this would be his feet.
So I never chased that down. My farrier is a Journeyman farrier, she's a great farrier, his feet look great. I mean they're huge and friesian-y, but they look great.
I have lots of feelings and lots of "should have" statements and some anger that I'm sure will come out about this that I will keep to myself. The point is that we have something that could possibly be an answer and that is all that matters. There's something that we can do.
| Circled is mechanical laminitis by the way |
It makes sense. The horse is unable to lift through his thoracic sling due to his feet being painful in addition to the possible C6/7 switch that makes it harder for him to build muscle at the base of his neck. He then drops his wither, which slides his saddle forward into his scapula and also causes his back to spasm. The psoas and other muscles in his low back get rigid, causing all sorts of nerve stuff to buzz him.
It explains why he's better in winter (softer footing in his pasture, he can alleviate his feet by standing in mud), it explains why all the work I did seemed to work at first (building the TS) and then stop working (when he had to sit back on his hind legs and his back was still dysfunctional), it explains why I haven't been able to get a topline on him. And worst of all, it explains why over the years, it's just gotten worse, his feet have gotten worse and worse since he can't balance himself.
And it explains that bodyworkers were finding it in his back end and thoracic sling, that vets were saying that he just needed more topline and he'd be good, that the chiropractor literally said that the base of his neck was tricky and he's just going to struggle with lifting it... it was like when three people close their eyes and are asked to describe an elephant and all describe very different things. No one was wrong. Just n one was able to get to the root of it.
Mostly though, I'm so glad that I listened to this horse and stopped working him, because it seems like I preserved the rest of his body by doing so. The vet said the magic words "once you fix his feet and get him going properly, there will be no limitations, this horse could do the Grand Prix" and I felt more hope than I've felt in five years.
| The vet had some dogs and TC was obsessed with them |
Now, I'm not entirely insane, I know that I have had these epiphanies before, where someone comes along, says the word "thoracic sling" or "postural dysfunction" or "rectal ultrasound" and I'm like YES THIS. So I let myself celebrate today, but only after I texted my local vet and my farrier, who I am going to smash together like a child making dolls kiss. My vet is going to come out and x-ray his feet as he gets trimmed so that we can get him back in balance.
But I know this could just be one piece of the puzzle. And I also know that I may not actually know until April/May of next year since we are about to enter winter and things always get better in winter. While the vet doesn't see any damage done, there is the emotional/mental piece of this for a horse who has been in pain undersaddle for longer than he was out of pain. And there's my piece of it, making sure that I continue to advocate for this horse and believe him when he says no.
But I'm genuinely so hopeful. Could this be the start of TC's return to dressage? After all, Rico did his first PSG at 17 years old and his first Grand Prix at 18. I'm giving myself small doses of believing that the sky is the limit for my sweet gray horse.
| TC says "uh if that rude bay horse can do it, so can I, obviously" to that |
Anyway, hello again, maybe this will spur a real return to blogging (maybe not, work is truly nuts right now, I apologize).

















