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Little Things

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In the long, slow transition to normal after an invasive surgical procedure like Cyndie’s hip replacement, little things like putting on socks and shoes, or climbing our spiral staircase become significant landmarks that have a huge impact on our perceptions. Yesterday we enjoyed a day that felt notably normal, other than the fact that I had to drive Cyndie to a hair appointment in Hudson.

She is experiencing increasing success in dressing herself and walking, as well as telecommuting to meetings at her school district job. Her sleep is greatly improved, which is giving her increasing energy and improving her overall outlook. Having Cyndie’s sunshine back is particularly rewarding for me, especially during this period when the weather has been nothing but gray. I am realizing how burdened with discomfort her countenance had grown in the months and years leading up to this.

While we were out yesterday afternoon, we stopped for an early dinner at Keys Café in Hudson. The restaurant boasts the byline, “the food you grew up with,” which is a good description of how it tastes, to our Minnesota-raised palates. Everything that we have eaten there in the half-dozen odd times we’ve been to the Hudson site has tasted like it was prepared by someone who cares like only a mother would.

I am particularly impressed by the fact that this is just a satellite location, 1 of 9. Their expansion to multiple locations has not led to any deficiencies in their kitchens. I wouldn’t describe the menu selections as fancy, but the food we have received is anything but simple. Every bite is “oh-my-gosh” delicious.

IMG_iP0693eAfter a meal like that, driving home satiated to greet and feed the horses had us feeling overwhelmingly blessed and content with every little thing that has been going well in the last few weeks.

In the last seconds before needing to leave for that appointment yesterday, I finished setting out and filling the second slow feeder hay box I built. This time I was able to set it up while the horses were watching me. Sure enough, Legacy approached soon after I arrived to supervise my efforts more closely. I was very happy to allow them the opportunity to not be startled by the sudden appearance of this strange new object.

I ran up to the house to put Delilah in her kennel, get the car started, and guide Cyndie to her seat in the nick of time. As we descended the driveway past the barn, I turned to see if they were all up eating out of the new boxes. Nope. In that short amount of time they decided the grazing would be better out in the back pasture.

I chose not to take that personally.

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Written by johnwhays

December 18, 2014 at 7:00 am

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  1. Hi John: I recall you mentioning your vet’s advice to cut back on your horses’s feed and read you have worked on the slow hay feeders. Hence, I don’t know whether you will be interested in feeding your horses wheat germ, which brings a healthy shine to the horses’ coats in winter. Here, it is not very expensive and the rough cut stuff is the form that is suitable. This is a winter extra that makes the horses a treat for the eye and heart – you’ll notice their increased vitality.

    Ian Rowcliffe

    December 18, 2014 at 7:13 pm

    • Thanks, Ian. I’ll take a look at what is in the feed supplement we are giving them now, in case they are already getting some wheat germ from that. Their coats could use a healthy shine, because they tend to roll around in the messiest grime they can find, which makes their long winter growth look like we neglect the poor animals completely some days.

      johnwhays

      December 19, 2014 at 12:37 am


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