I took the alcohol suggestion under advisement.

Yum.

When I checked the Kid yesterday, the swelling was mostly gone.  If you hadn't known to look at his fetlock, I don't think it would be noticeable.  Which is freaking awesome.  So, instead of wrapping it another night in the poultice, I applied a Vetrolin Liniment.  I purchased this one when I was going through Jacksonville for the Muse concert, but figured that at 4% menthol, it was too strong for regular use.  But absolutely perfect for injury treatment, as it's also got MSM and HA (can those even be absorbed topically?).

On Amazon here.

Tonight, as long as things are still improving, I'll probably just apply more Vetrolin.  In the field.  With cookies.  And then I'll scamper off and leave the Kid alone.

Houston, we have other problems.

Thankfully, farrier comes Thursday!

I ran a mile on the treadmill the other day.  And now that the little heat wave has passed (yesterday was so lovely, it killed me not to ride), I want to go run.  And run.  And run.  The marathon/half-marathon that I ran last year is coming up and that seems like the running spirit has struck everyone.  There were a ton of people jogging about the neighborhood last night.

This weekend, the in-laws are coming back.  Something about fixing something, blah blah blah, but I should have picked up on the clues when my husband started fanatically cleaning the kitchen cabinets and talking about his to-do list.  I'm not sleeping well, my kids have been sick, I'm just grumpy... this is the perfect time for (his) family to visit.

A gratuitous picture of Lizzie Borden.