Update on Kobeejo
My friend, Wendy, who boards her pony, Missy, with me at the barn took me to see my baby today. We left at 4pm, right after the vet called to give me an update. The vet told me that Kobeejo is doing well, but she was still a bit concerned that the motility in his intestines, though good, isn't as good as she'd like, so they were putting him on another motility medication. She also said his heart rate was a tad high (48 bpm). I knew that was from the stress of being in a new place with no other horses. He is not a fan of new situations and he needs to be around other horses. But, the only other animals in the barn with him are a goat and an alpaca. He hates goats and alpacas.
We arrived at the hospital at 5:10pm. After checking in, we were brought right to Kobeejo's stall. Wendy was amazed at the size and sterility of the place. Before going into Kobee's stall, I had to put on plastic boots and surgical gloves. The reason, they said, was to keep Salmonella away from the patient. I could not leave the stall and walk around then go back in... I understood 100%.
Kobeejo was wrapped around the mid-section, had several IV's hooked to his neck and was wearing "ice boots" to prevent laminitis, which he is prone to (he had foundered 5 years ago and has been plagued with laminitis cases since, though it's been over a year since he's had a problem, but it's common in stressed horses, esp ones prone to the disorder). I called his name before I entered the stall and his ears went up. He perked. When I entered, he looked over at me, but quickly turned away. That is very typical Kobeejo talk for "I'm mad at you. How dare you take me from my happy home and put me here."
One thing I noticed was that he kept raising his (wrapped up) tail as if trying to poop with no results.
I had some questions for the vet, so the technician went and got her.
Kobeejo had a tub of mashed grain on the floor he refused to touch. I picked it up and tried to get him to eat some, but he refused.
When the vet came, I asked her if I could give him a cookie. She said yes and went and got him one. He took it very gently, as he always does and ate it up.
He did walk the stall a few times... the set up is made so he can do all the things he normally would. But I know my Kobeejo... any change makes him unhappy.
He did a good pee, which pleased me and the vet had said he passed good manure earlier in the day. That was relieving. Considering he's hardly eating, one good poop meant everything was moving well.
I visited with him about 45 minutes. I gave him hugs, kisses, and the thing he loves most... scratching inside his ears. He loved that and relaxed. Knowing he was in good hands, I left reluctantly, making sure he heard me tell him what I say to him EVERY night for the 16 years I have owned him; "Good night, Kobeebobee, I love you. Be a good boy."
We arrived at the hospital at 5:10pm. After checking in, we were brought right to Kobeejo's stall. Wendy was amazed at the size and sterility of the place. Before going into Kobee's stall, I had to put on plastic boots and surgical gloves. The reason, they said, was to keep Salmonella away from the patient. I could not leave the stall and walk around then go back in... I understood 100%.
Kobeejo was wrapped around the mid-section, had several IV's hooked to his neck and was wearing "ice boots" to prevent laminitis, which he is prone to (he had foundered 5 years ago and has been plagued with laminitis cases since, though it's been over a year since he's had a problem, but it's common in stressed horses, esp ones prone to the disorder). I called his name before I entered the stall and his ears went up. He perked. When I entered, he looked over at me, but quickly turned away. That is very typical Kobeejo talk for "I'm mad at you. How dare you take me from my happy home and put me here."
One thing I noticed was that he kept raising his (wrapped up) tail as if trying to poop with no results.
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| Kobeejo stands in his usual "right corner" |
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| "Hi Mom, why am I here?" |
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| Quite the set up, which he is not happy about |
Kobeejo had a tub of mashed grain on the floor he refused to touch. I picked it up and tried to get him to eat some, but he refused.
When the vet came, I asked her if I could give him a cookie. She said yes and went and got him one. He took it very gently, as he always does and ate it up.
He did walk the stall a few times... the set up is made so he can do all the things he normally would. But I know my Kobeejo... any change makes him unhappy.
He did a good pee, which pleased me and the vet had said he passed good manure earlier in the day. That was relieving. Considering he's hardly eating, one good poop meant everything was moving well.
I visited with him about 45 minutes. I gave him hugs, kisses, and the thing he loves most... scratching inside his ears. He loved that and relaxed. Knowing he was in good hands, I left reluctantly, making sure he heard me tell him what I say to him EVERY night for the 16 years I have owned him; "Good night, Kobeebobee, I love you. Be a good boy."
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