Lucy came up lame Friday morning. Brett checked her feet and didn't see anything. I checked her legs for heat and swelling. None.
I came home from work early to work on her foot. She stood quietly with her hoof in a bowl of Epsom salts while I got my supplies together -- duct tape for the sole, a baby diaper for cushion and to hold the Epsom salt poultice, bandage tape to hold everything on her foot and green vet wrap to top it off.
I had found a rock deep in her frog before I set it in the bucket to soak but decided to wrap her foot just in case. If she had a stone bruise and not an abscess the poultice wouldn't hurt anything. She held her foot for me while I wrapped it, a perfect patient. Even when the tape got tangles and the vet wrap wouldn't tear, she just stood like a statue with her foot in the air.
Today she was improved; still a bit off but not "help me" lame.
Meanwhile, Jackson continues to march around his pasture and jump the stream. I can't believe he's made it all the way to February with no abscesses.