By the shores of Gitchee Gumee by the shining Big-Sea-Water, came a little red horse! ...Or something like that. Clifford is the star of, "Clifford of Drummond Island" and other true stories. Clifford visits libraries, schools and assisted living centers. He has traveled all over the Eastern United States. Stay tuned for our next adventure! Meanwhile, enjoy the paintings and drawings regularly created by Cliffy's "mom", artist and author Nancy J. Bailey.
Saturday, March 29, 2008
Clifford
We took a little ride this evening. The red winged blackbirds serenaded us as we clopped up the road.
Clifford was happy to go; in fact he stopped me from taking his halter off. He mashed his lips against mine and stood there for a long time, gently flipping his upper lip against mine. He had a glazed over look. I half expected him to slip me the tongue.
Finally I convinced him it was time to quit kissing and get the bridle on. I kept a loose rein, allowing him to drop his head and plod along. He did not have the usual spring in his step, but wasn't limping either.
We went a couple of miles down the road and then came back. As we approached home, he got a little frisky and wanted to pick up the pace. I let him trot a little, then he slowed to a canter. I wondered if a canter is easier, less jarring on the knee.
I haven't treated him with anything yet besides supplements. But I had a call from my friend, longtime Morgan trainer Sandy Crechiolo, who gave me lots of encouragement and referred me to a local vet that she said was very good with joints.
On to the next phase!
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