When Ariel came under our care one of the first things we had to tackle was dealing with some of her drastic weight loss. We'd come to find out that she had Lymes Disease (ironically, so did Emma. Doubly ironic, they're on the same antibiotic), and another illness called Cushings Syndrome that was pretty rare for a pony of her age.
So every day, along with her grain she gets 40 pills to deal with the Lymes (Aren't you glad you don't take pony-doses of medicine??!) and a liquid medicine by mouth. And I watch in awe as Emma administers it. Slipping an arm over her head, reaching her finger in her mouth to pull out any grass or hay and squeezing in a dose of medicine, that the pony hates. I don't get involved, because if I did, Ariel would know something was up. It's better to keep things calm and relaxed so she doesn't get worked up.
And now the improvements in Ariel are really starting to show up. She's losing her bony look, there's even the bulge of some muscle in her back end, and we can tell–by the new spunky side she's showing–that she's feeling better, too.
Last week, Ariel had her first farrier visit here at our house. Brooke, who, along with her husband, is the farrier at the barn where Emma rides, Ariel's temporary home before she moved here–showed up to take care of Ariel's hooves.
It's a pretty neat process to watch.
And Brooke's encouragement about Ariel's progress and how she just "looked happy and content" is always good to hear.
It's funny, through the big decision of taking Ariel and the learning curve (mostly mine) of having a pony under our care, I have felt more than ever that so many people are on our side. That people are rooting for us, helping us, supporting us.
Last week, I got an email about Ariel's vet bill. The bill was a doozy. A horse-sized bill that makes one sputter and gasp just a bit. But I also knew this was part of the package. In that email I found out an "anonymous angel", who read my blog post about bringing Ariel to our home, had covered almost all of the bill. People are amazing.
God is good.
I just keep thinking for all the years of wishing and wanting and hoping that went on before Ariel was even a possibility, that patience and trust really pay off. When I get anxious about things, or want to force them to happen, my husband often reminds me to take the approach of waiting and knowing that the right doors will open. At the right time. We could have forced this pony thing to happen, or the fencing, years ago.
But we didn't.
And when the right door opened, there we were with open arms, ready to answer.
18 comments on “farriers & angels”
My husband and I were just talking about how people are truly good and care for one another. So glad Miss Ariel is on the mend. Everyone looks so happy with her there.
Hooray for anonymous angels and the miracles of modern medicine! What a wonderful, thoughtful gift and such a tribute to your friend too I think.
For all the terrible things we hear about in the world, I’m so thankful for stories like this (and blogs like yours where I can come and read about them) that show that people are kind and giving.
So glad Ariel has found a place with some of those kind of people.
my daughter just peeked over my shoulder and said about the bottom photo ” that is a perfect backyard”. you are blessed.
Oh man- more tears, mostly because, Yes!- God is good! Yet another beautiful example of waiting on HIM! So, so pleased for you all~ especially for Emma
Beautiful photos of a precious time in your life…
Such a lovely post – it’s always wonderful to hear about the good in the world, we’re so inundated with the bad. Thanks for sharing this.
I love how you put the part about waiting and trusting that the right doors will open at the right time…I needed that reminder today. Thank you.
Oh, this post just made me feel so warm and fuzzy. Thank you. And welcome, Ariel!
fairies and angels, indeed.
why is it that the hardest work of all, trust and waiting, involves almost nothing (tangible, anyway), on our part? sometimes i think rolling up sleeves is so much simpler. and so much less effective.
beautiful thoughts on waiting for the right timing, God’s timing, to reveal itself. and all the help and support around you. life is good, people & God, too.
We have a new pastor at our parish who is from Africa. He has the whole congregation repeating: “God is good”…..”All the time”. I had to chuckle at myself when I read your post, I got to the phrase, “God is good” and I responded to myself,”All the time”. How wonderful that your family is living with this miracle…enjoy, and thanks for sharing your miracle with all of us readers.
Just caught up on my mommy coddle blog reading. what fun! We would love to come meet Ariel some time!
chills. thank you for posting – God is good.
so much beauty here!!! xoxo
Love your blog- and so happy for your girl- she has her pony! I hope you have a goat or dog or some type of friend for Ariel. Every horse needs an animal friend…
I love the horse. I bet Emma is very happy.
Ahh what a lovely looking horse, looks like you’re doing a great job.