A horse named Cat

Hi again. As you may know, I have a horse named Cat. Unfortunately Cat has not been well over the past couple of weeks but is now doing better although I suspect that the medicine is what is really working for him. I believe he still has a lot to healing left to do. Cat has a level 2 ulcer and has been put on GastroGard for 30 days. I also have him on Allay, a licorice based product. I want to thank everyone who sent in their suggestions. From all your suggestions, I decided to but him on clay and probiotics and the Allay, plus I am feeding him every four hours except at night. I feed him last thing at night between 10-11pm and then in the morning between 5.30–6.30am. I also think it this is very helpful. I changed his paddock which he seems to like. However, I would like to find a Bach Flower remedy for him.

I am posting some pictures of Cat so that the people who offered a reading on him might have some more insight to how to make him more comfortable. I also have Adrienne Moore a highly recommended vet and chiropractor coming to see him. I also have another blood panel scheduled to be done on him later this week as his renal count was high and I need to monitor how it is doing.

Cat the horseCat's eyes

Cat eats orchard hay, however I also give him fruitless mulberry leaves as treats sometimes. Does any one know anything about fruitless mulberry leaves being beneficial or toxic to horses?

Monday’s Insider Circle Class went on for two hours and unfortunately, I did not get a chance to speak to everyone. If you are in the Insider Circle and did not get chance to ask your question and would like to do so, please post it on the usual WRIC questions page and I will answer it. I hope everyone in the Insider Circle looked up message to Garcia on the Internet. I enjoyed that story very much and I would like to hear your comments.

I would also like anyone that is in the Insider Circle Program or Box Program to share their stories with the regular readers in the comments section below, just for this post. This will give everyone the chance to learn more about the Waterhole Rituals and how the the Insider Circle experiences have supported you and your horse. I would like regular blog readers to experience part of your journey, so they can decide if they would like to join the next Insider Circle Program in September.

Last night I found again a poem "Sleeping on Horseback" that I had been saving for many years (see below). It was written in the A.D. 822 and although I don’t really get the point of it, I had saved it as I felt it was important to do so. I guess my reaction is the normal reaction to it because it has not been lost during these hundreds of years. I understand what the poem is saying but not its point. Maybe someone out there could fill me in on why it is important and how it got transported to these times and not lost, particularly as it was translated into English from Chinese.

If anyone has a favorite poem you would like to share too, I would love to read it.

My favorite poem is “A House by the Side of the Road” by Sam Walter Foss, which you can read at his site here. I think the house in the poem is my school, the Sorraria Center, which I will have in the near future. It too is by the side of the road and where, through the respect, study and care of horses, we will bring them forward into the next generation, to be treasured for their deeper purpose for the betterment and evolution of humanity. Like this poem it has been saved for all these decades.

One more thing before I go. Mark and Elke were visiting with me last week and they made some YouTubes of our time together which you can see by clicking Mark's video travelogue.



Sleeping on Horseback (A.D. 822)

We had rode long and were still far from the inn;

My eyes grew dim; for a moment I fell asleep.

Under my right arm the whip still dangled;

In my left hand the reins for an instant slackened.

Suddenly I woke and turned to question my groom:

“We have gone a hundred paces since you fell asleep,”

Body and spirit for a while had exchanged places;

Swift and slow had turned to their contraries.

For these few steps that my horse had carried me

Had taken in my dream countless aeons of time!

True indeed is that saying of Wise Men

“A hundred years are but a moment of sleep”.