So Denali's massage appointment was cancelled yesterday and rescheduled for today. I had a doctor's appointment and then met the massage therapist at my barn around 6. Let's just say it didn't go well.... didn't go well at all...
This my friends is Denali's massage therapist's blood on the floor. Denali decided that she was not pleased with the touching of her legs, and kicked her squarely in the jaw.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
It happened so quick. She showed up and I gave her a bit of Denali history. I mentioned that Denali does kick, but it isn't a daily thing. Well.... about 2 minutes later Denali proved me right. When Denali kicked her in the jaw the girls teeth went through her cheek.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
I threw Denali into her stall, and ran for the first aid kit that my husband made for my car. She needed stitches, so there wasn't much in there that would help. I'm just REALLY grateful (as she is too I'm sure) that it wasn't square in the face. That THAT would have been really bad.
After she left she sent me a message about paying half the bill. I asked her if she had health insurance and she said no.
New Rule # 1: all people who work with Slew MUST be insured.
She then sent me another message about paying half the bill. That's when Denali's stall card caught my eye. May I just say I have never been so happy in my entire life that I decided to take out the liability on my horse. I called the insurance company, and for once they were VERY helpful. They told me to have her call them in the morning and they'll take care of it. I LOVE you National Equine Adjusting. I love you so much. You are so much like my horse. When I love you I love you so much, and when I hate you, I fucking hate you. I hope you pull through this time.
It was NOT a good night at the barn. I couldn't even be mad at Denali, she did exactly what a horse would do. She was unpleased and she kicked. One thing about Denali, when she kicks she doesn't miss. I defiantly disciplined her. The girl asked me if she did anything wrong and I truthfully told her she had her head way too close to a hind leg of a horse that kicks.
New Rule #2: I will CONTINUE to yell to the heavens that Denali kicks. I'm just glad I mentioned it this time, but I may make a tee-shirt. It only happens once out of every 50 days or so, but JUST in case.
Best part? Denali was suppose to have another massage person come out on Saturday (I had scheduled this appointment a while ago and I felt bad cancelling it.) I called her after this happened and asked her if she had health insurance and then proceeded to explain that I couldn't be sure that my horse was safe and I didn't want someone else to get hurt. (She didn't have insurance either.) She was very nice and understood. I'm sure she thinks I'm nuts. One issue at a time. Denali is sore, which is why she kicked, but if she's going to kick someone I want that person to have the ability to drug her heavily.
Damn you Denali. I am done doing nice things for you.
The only person who is going to do bodywork on the Marewolf is the holistic vet. She can drug the girl. (I stole the terms marewolf and mareface from Pia's mom, and if you don't read her blog you should. It's HILARIOUS and our horses are so much like each other it's scary. VERY scary.)
In other news yesterday I won a photo session for Denali, along with some art at an Art auction for a local rescue. It was SO MUCH FUN. When Denali is not being a pain in the butt I will get photos taken. Maybe we can use them for her Most Wanted Posters. I'll write more about it when I'm not so pissed at ponykins trying to suck money out of me.