The pasture horse, Gibby Crazy Horse (who is getting less crazy the more he does lawn ornament duty), has an abscess in his front left hoof. I am very familiar with abscesses and hooves, to my sadness, because of my late, beloved Ohia, who was laminitic.
Of course, the lingering craziness of Gibbyʻs mind makes treating the issue a little more difficult than Iʻd want. I find trapping him in his stall, stalking him until I can put the halter on (a matter of two minutes now - rather than 15) and firmly pretending heʻs not scared at all works just fine. Horses are very amenable to suggestion: projecting that theyʻre not panicking tricks them into thinking they arenʻt panicking. Itʻs pretty fun to watch. The nice thing about horses that are scared of people is they reliable run away from you, not over you. Donʻt take that as safety advice - it works for Gibby, but not for every horse!
I slapped a poultice of bran, epsom salt, and iodine on his hoof. Heʻs still a little sore this morning, but much, much more comfortable.
Nice to know I still got it - although I hope I donʻt need it that often!