Lunch with Spaghetti and Meatballs

Chapter 10 Part 2

Hi Dear Reader!

How has it been going this week?

The weather has been beautiful here, which has been a blessing. I am easing back into work from being on maternity leave. On of my first appointments was to geld/castrate a colt. It was a bittersweet appointment as this was the last colt that my client had bred as they are getting out of the horse breeding visit. Thankfully, the appointment went well. The colt behaved and the surgery went smoothly. Baby Bock came along and spent the hour in the arms of my client’s wife while Big sister sat next to me and watched the whole surgery. She is not squeamish with blood. :)

A few years ago, I had to geld a colt for them. He was huge, wild, and a little mean. They tried to handle and halter break him before hand but he was pushing 16 hands (a hand is 4 inches) and knew that he was bigger than the humans handling him.

I went to sedate this horse for the surgery and he towered over me, looking down his long nose, like “come on, Doc, give it your best”. As I slid the needle with the sedative into his vein, he reared up, striking out with his front feet. Dodging the flailing hooves, I was able to give him the medicine. But it wasn’t enough to calm him down. After another dose, he was sedated enough to be brought out to the grassy area. We always geld the colts laying down in a flat area covered in thick grass. Most of the time, it is in people’s front yards. I give him another injection which puts him under anesthesia and Hubby helps the horse to lay down on the grass.

Hubby’s job is to monitor the horse, give more drugs if needed, and to help the horse lay down and stand up. He was monitoring this horse and said, “You better make this quick.” He placed a blindfold over the eyes to help the horse relax.

The surgery went well. As I was finishing up, Hubby calls out, “you done?”

“Yep.” I dropped my surgical instruments into a bucket.

“Then, you better get back. He’s going up.”

I pulled off my gloves and stepped back.

The colt jumped up like he had been taking a nap, tossed his head, and sent the blindfold flying. Then, he took off.

Hubby held onto the lead rope trying to wrangle this young horse into the barn. Did I mention this was a future racehorse? They went around in circles in the yard, tearing it up, until the owner was able to make a runway into the barn. We herded the colt into his stall and slammed the door.

That was an experience. That horse is currently being trained as a racehorse and they said that he is fast.

Thankfully, this year’s colt was a perfect gentleman.

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What have you been reading? I’ve been on a historical romance kick lately. This one is next on my TBR. Have you read it?

Blurb:

1866 Montana. Neglected. Mistreated. Abandoned. Mariah Nichols is stranded and alone. After a past filled with hurt, trust is not easy. Sheltered by a family in town, she begins to heal from her past. All she wants to do is start over. Zeke Brown has traveled across the country to forge a new life after a letter from an old friend. When he comes to her rescue, their friendship blossoms. He admires her strength and optimism. But is it something more? Will her past keep her from love? Welcome to the town of Keerny. Love will lead you home.

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Welcome back for chapter 10 of Second Chance with My Bull Rider. If you are just joining us, you can read Chapter 1 below.

Kade

I clenched my fists as Dr. Glanders flirted with Delilah. She blushed a lovely pink color at his attention. She brushed her hair back with the back of her hand and fluttered her eyelashes at him. Did she just do that? My eyes narrowed as he laid his hand on her shoulder. Her laugh was high and fake when a knock sounded at the door. The nurse stuck her head in.

“Dr. Glanders, do you want Kade to be back in a cast?” She carried boxes under her arm. The door swung closed behind her. Dr. Glanders drew his attention away from Delilah.

“Yes.” He glanced back at Delilah. “I’ll call you later.”