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The Midlife Crisis Queen publishes her first book!

Laura Lee Carter’s brand new book, The Midlife Crisis Queen’s MIDLIFE MAGIC: Becoming the person you are inside! has been published. Congratulations, Laura Lee!

I started reading this book while contemplating going outside in six-degree weather and snow. I think I’ll read the book!

Laura’s book is a positive outlook on middle age, and how changes in our lives are not as horrible as we think they are, but they can be the impetus for a better life.

As one who has had many life changes, I can tell you this book talks directly to the reader. The book has quotations interspersed in the text. I particularly like J.K. Rowling’s quote: “Rock bottom became the solid foundation I built my future success upon.” Good words from a woman who was a single mom on assistance when she sat at a café to write the first Harry Potter book. Rowling has enjoyed much fame and success, and is richer than the Queen.

Best wishes to my friend Laura Lee, the Midlife Crisis Queen

Bad dogs? No! Bad dog owners.

I went to the courthouse this morning to find the owner of the rental property where the dogs and irresponsible owners live. Next, I called the man who, with his wife, owns the house, and several others in the neighborhood. A formal report also went out in the mail to Animal Protection and Control.

We had a nice conversation after getting past the “My wife handles that stuff” part. As a landlord myself, I assured him that I understood his problem. Most likely, the owners of the dogs haven’t taken out insurance on them. In any case, any damage done by at-large dogs comes down to the responsibility of the property owner. I want to be proactive. I don’t want my horses hurt. I don’t want to get hurt and have to sue.  I couldn’t  handle more trauma to my leg. These injuries take a long, long time to heal, if in fact they do heal. All I want him (or his wife) to do is have a chat with the renters about dog responsibilities. The violations they incurred were two: dog off leash and public nuisance. Dog off leash refers to any time a dog is not restrained by a leash or behind a fence. Dogs can’t even sit on the lawn without restraint. Public nuisance refers to a dog that approaches you, your dog, or in the case last week, the horses. Ordinances are readily available for the public to access.

Our dog is properly controlled, and she is kept safe from  harm. 

If, as happened with the incident the other day, parties involved in these dangerous violations insist on not changing their ways, laughing and leaving the scene, or refusing to conform to city ordinances; I guess all I can say is remain well-insured.

Deja vu all over again.

 After the dog pack in the corral incident the other day, I thought the neighbors would get wise. Nope.

Less than a week after their dogs were chasing our horses and their pals next door into frenzy, I took the Wonder Husky for a walk. Suddenly, from the other side of the street, came a mass of flying fur that clipped me on my rebuilt leg. The dogs crashed into Tipper, age 12, knocking her flat, snarling and trying to bite her. I screamed. One of the dogs was the brown mutt that was in the pack.

I shouted to the young woman and her boyfriend with some unrepeatable vocabulary words. She denied being the owner of the dogs from the other day. Did they offer help? No. Did they apologize? No. They got the dogs into her Lexus SUV that Daddy probably bought her so she be safe driving home after a party and drove off. The only thing that happened was the boyfriend laughed at me as I called animal control on my speed dial and gave them the license number of the car.

When dog incidents happen on our walk, if the owner is kind and apologizes, I am usually nice and don’t press charges. This time, these idiots are going down. I have reports to file, and am finding out who owns the student rental so I can complain. I’m sure vicious, at-large dogs are not covered by homeowner’s insurance.

I carry a phone when I’m out and about. Sometimes I carry spray, which, when used could backfire. I’ll revert to taking my nine iron, I guess. The unfortunate thing is that it’s not the dogs’ fault. But you can’t use a nine iron on a person.

The water is frozen and I’m thirsty!

The coming of winter brings special concerns for horse owners. Access to fresh water can be difficult when the temperature begins to drop.

With the exception of oxygen, a deficiency of water produces death more rapidly than a deficiency of any other substance.

The average-sized horse needs about ten gallons of water per day. Horses at work need even more. According to Dr. Lon Lewis’ “Care and Feeding of the Horse,”  when water is readily available, increased water consumption occurs as a result of increased drinking frequency. There is a direct correlation between drinking frequency and ambient temperature, with a large increase in frequency at temperatures above 85 degrees. When water is readily available, most horses drink once for only about 30 seconds or less every few hours. If water is not readily available, more and longer drinks may be taken during a drinking bout.

Where we live, beginning around the end of October, it is necessary to keep a close eye on the water tank. We begin to heat the water about that time  so the water does not freeze. A careful eye must be kept on the water supply daily. We do not have automatic waterers, where the horse drinks and the water is refilled. We fill the tank using a garden hose.

Frozen hoses must be avoided so that access to water supply is not compromised. We do this by detaching the hose and leaving it in the sun, wound up to prevent any water remaining in the hose to freeze. If exceptionally cold, we put the hose in the house.

When the tank heater is defective,  a short in the system can occur that leads to the horse avoiding the water supply. We had this problem recently.  The electrician came out to replace the wiring so if there is change in the current such as a surge, the power shuts off. With this upgrade, the horses were still a little leery of the tank. We figured out that the heating element in the tank was defective. Since it was still under warranty, it was replaced, and the horses are drinking well. Horses can drink out of buckets, but unless they are kept filled all day long, the volume is not enough to satisfy the daily intake of water.

 

 


PLEASE KEEP YOUR DOG ON A LEASH.

The other day my neighbor called to say that a pack of dogs was chasing the horses (hers and ours.)  I went outside to see. The dogs were on the run between our fence and my neighbor’s fence. The horses were madly running around.

I saw the black and white dog Border Collie enter our corral. She immediately began trying to herd Scooter and Hannah, as is the nature of her breed. She dreadfully underestimated her intended livestock. Scooter whirled around and chased the dog. When he got close to her, he reversed, and tried to kick her brains out.

Animal Control was called from my cell and I was able to apprehend the wayward dog, Jenn. Her buddies ran off. Fortunately she had a tag. The number on the tag was a Denver number, so I had to make a long distance call to someone who actually lives down the street. I left a message about her dog and said Animal Control was going to take her away.

The officer was a very nice man. By the time he arrived, the owner of the dog was on the phone crying hysterically. The dogs had escaped while she was caring for a sick dog. The officer returned Jenn to her owner, and I assume all was well.

This incident could have had disastrous consequences. My classmate, Marybeth, lives in rural Wyoming near Jackson Hole. She has a Border collie, Lacey, who goes everywhere with Marybeth. Lacey was not as fortunate as Jenn. A horse kicked Lacey in the head resulting in loss of part of her upper jaw and several teeth.

Loose dogs also kill livestock. One dog in the ‘hood was a marauding wolf hybrid who had an irresponsible owner. He and his housemate got out and had a killing spree of goats, chickens and rabbits from the north side of town to the south.

In our college neighborhood, I dread walking my dog thinking that loose dogs might harm us. I carry my phone, and special spray just in case. I have called Animal Control on the trail before, to the nasty language of the dog owner. I never knew the request, “Please leash your dog,” could lead to such foul language.

Folks, “voice command” does not exist. When your well-mannered dog escapes your control, it reverts to the wild side, and does not obey your voice command. Please keep your dogs leashed, or within the yard of your home behind a fence, as is the city ordinance here.

We were impressed with Scooter after the herding incident. He really went after that dog. I always felt Scooter would protect me when I was riding him alone. Once before, a loose dog came running toward us while riding in an open space. I turned Scooter around to face the dog, a Husky. The owner was running fast to get his dog. Actually, Scooter caught it, and detained it until the owner could catch up.

Dogs and livestock can co-exist. It isn’t the fault of the dog when it chases other animals. It is incumbent on the owner of the dog to keep it from doing harm, and to keep it safe from cars and bullets.

 

HOLIDAY SAFETY

Today, in Ask Frank, Franklin offers advice on how to keep your cats safe for the holidays. I would like to augment Frank’s comments by telling you a true story.

One Christmas season, a colleague of mine had to care for his seriously ill dog. Lexy was an adorable miniature Schnauzer, which served many years as his clinic dog. Many veterinarians have animals that roam their clinics as good will ambassadors or demonstration pets. Some are animals that need a home and live in a clinic.

My colleague, Dr. Robin Downing of Windsor Veterinary Clinic and the Downing Center for Pain Management, cracked me up one evening when she came to visit my cat practice. She took my big orange boy, Fletcher, the most laid back and funny clinic cat and personal pet I had, grabbed his back feet, and held him upside down. Fletch relaxed and acquiesced to the position. Robin said, “Dead rabbit in a meat locker.” I nearly fell on the floor laughing. She told me many years later that this was her test to see how a cat would act in a clinic situation. I never let her forget poor Fletcher hanging from her hand like a bat sleeping in a cave.

Back to Lexy. At home, she got into a giant size Hershey Bar® and ate the whole thing. Her human brought her to the clinic as usual, where she spent her time in his office chair covered with an afghan, looking like a poster child for animal poison control. Everything turned out just fine for Lexy, but that was her last exposure to chocolate.

Chocolate contains theobromine, a compound similar to caffeine. It is a long-lasting toxin that can lead to convulsions and death.

ASPCA Poison Control offers advice on how to diagnose and treat your dog. My main point is that you should get your dog to its veterinarian ASAP. Talk to the vet.com is another good resource.

To avoid problems with toxicity, please send all chocolate  to me.

In my trough today-snow and horseshoes.

What’s all that white stuff on the ground? Snow. I almost forgot, because this is the latest first snow I can remember here. It’s steadily snowing, and we are expecting friends from Laramie tonight to go to the theater. I doubt they will be able to make the trip.

When there is snow on the ground and your horse is shod, be sure to knock off those ice balls that can form under the hoof. It can be uncomfortable for your horse, and could possibly cause lameness. We pull shoes about this time of the year, but we check anyway.

Good farriers are so hard to find these days! We are fortunate to have a DVM who stayed after vet. school to shoe horses. He has turned out to be an invaluable part of the CSU Equine team, as he does special shoeing for patients at the vet. hospital. Big ups to Dr. Shawn Olson.