Everywhere

I have mud up my nose. In my ears. In my eyes. In my hair. All over my clothes. Down my shirtfront inside my bra. It's everywhere. But Tia isn't covered in half an inch of mud from head to toe any more :-) We went out for a hack and she did the most brilliant walking that she has done yet. Long, loose and flowing. Which made it all the more surprising that at trot she is hopping lame on her near hind :-(

I can't find any reason anywhere for it, and I am beginning to suspect a tweak to the stifle joint. There's no heat in the foot or the hock joint and no filling anywhere at all. She has such tightly defined legs that it would be very easy to spot, and they are completely "clean". She's happy enough and just walked into the yard perfectly well, so we'll just have to see what happens over the next few days.

Jazz has had today off. He had three hours of stress yesterday with the travel and the jumping, so I figured he needed a break. I am so happy with how he performed, he's a total thrill to ride whatever we do.

C