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Post by Sunny on Jun 17, 2008 15:34:32 GMT -5
-Danny slammed the door on his truck he was in a hurry. He raced into the pandora barn. It was already dark out and he expected the lights off. There was a lot of nise, it was vendercross screaming and kicking pounding the door. Taquilla was in the cross ties, her head hanging low.
-Chandy was hydroing her shoulder. A flap pof skin was verry vissible hanging there. Danny marched over there in terror. He saw the fold of skin and he was horrified. He couldn't speak, he called the vet "Its an emergency, blood, everywhere. HELP!" and hung up, the vet was on her way.
- A few stalls away Vendercross was rearing and striking out. He was sweaty. Chandy spoke quietly "I don't know who I knocked out, but I know Vendercross is never like that. " Chandy spoke with the same heavy accent. "Ello, I'm Chandy, Danny's sister."
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Post by carajean on Jun 17, 2008 19:34:27 GMT -5
Cara-Jean was out of the truck before it had even stopped, exiting a moving vehicle was really no different than dismounting a moving horse. She sprinted into the tack room, she could hear her horse, but she needed her bag of goodies first.
In the tackroom, she ignored that fact that the area she ran over to said Phoenix Rising, as she'd had it organised before she learnt that the mare was never to arrive. Quickly she picked up what looked like a handbag and left the room.
Walking down the asile, she saw a girl with Danny's horse who introduced herself. "Cara-Jean." She replied in her clipped accent, her attention already on her own horse. before she moved on though, she opened the bag and pressed two bottles into Danny's hand. "Put four drops of each, on your hand and offer it to her. It's rescue remedy and rock rose. Rescue for shock, rock rose for fear. Don't question, just trust me. Take four drops of the rescue yourself, on the tongue." With that said, she moved down to her stallion.
She flinched as his feet conected with the wall again, but taking a deep breath, she walked to the door and looked over. "What's all this fuss about?" She asked quietly when he noticed that she was there. "There's no need for all that noise."
Opening her bag again, she removed another bottle and placed the bag on the ground, then she slowly opened the door and entered the stall. "You're going to hurt yourself." She said as she closed the door and fastened it again. "If you hurt your legs, who am I going to ride?" She kept talking as she walked up to him, her eyes on his front feet so that he wouldn't feel as though he were being stalked by a preditor. "There's a good boy." She soothed as she reached him and gently took hold of his halter. "You're safe now."
Stepping to his shoulder, she used her teeth to open the bottle, releasing the sweet scent of the lavander oil into the air and poured some liquid onto her hand. "Hush, sweet." She murmered as he started to dance about when she released his halter to straighten and recap the bottle. "Je ne vais pas n'importe où." She placed the bottle into her pocket and rubbed her hands together, and slowly massaged the oil through his sweaty coat with TTouch until she could feel the stallion's tense muscles start to relax. "Il y a un bon garçon." She whispered as he stretched his neck out and gave a huge sigh. She continued the slow TTouch circles, the world seemed to cease to exist other than her and the stallion under her fingers as she worked her way down his back, circle to circle.
She shook her head slightly bringing herself back to reality. There was still a mare outside the stall that was in need of help, and she was curious to know how things were going with Taquilla.
OOC: Sorry, it's a little long.
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Post by Sunny on Jun 17, 2008 23:42:04 GMT -5
-Danny looked puzzled. He finaly calmed down, and taquilla was already so mellow. Taquilla was mellow because she was in to much pain to be hyper. Taquilla looked at Danny gravely. "Danny she took in a good lung full of dirt." Chandy said as Danny's eyes widened in fear. Danny raced into the tack room and got o ut a vet kit. He pulled out a large box that looked like a big thing of floss. It was sterril thread used for stiches. Out of the vet ki t he pulled out:
.Stiching thred (Steril)
.medical sissors
.Stiching needle
.vet wrap (3 rolls)
.Gauze wrap (3 rolls)
.butterfly pins (like you'd find on an ace bandage)
and plenty of hydrogen peroxide. Danny signaled Chandy to shut off the water. He poured hydrogen peroxide on the flap of flesh. He had chandy hold it in place as he numbed the whole sholder and flap of flesh using multiple shots. Danny stiched the skin into place with the steril needle and stiching thred, witch was more like plastic. it took a total of 639 stiches to hold it in place. The stiches were close together and verry tidy. Danny poored more peroxide on it. He made what looked like a verry thick shoulder slinky with the gauze. Chandy held the end of it while danny opened a package of neon green vet wrap. He wrapped one roll around like he had done with the gauze. Chandy pressed the end of it onto the vet wrap on Taquilla's withers. Danny got a second roll of neon yellow vet wrap. He wrapped it the same way but there was still green showing. He had to use a third roll of neon pink vet wrap and it covered the last of it. Taquilla's neck, shoulders chest and part of her body just behind the elbow was thoroughly wrapped. Chandy secured the end with some extra protection, the butterfly pins.
-Danny finnaly spoke "Well now I've got to pillow wrap her legs, no doubt she did damage there. "How is vendercross?" Danny asked not noticing that the stallion had been quiet for a long time now.
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Post by carajean on Jun 17, 2008 23:58:11 GMT -5
Cara-Jean finally stepped away from the stallion, and was happy that he didn't move to follow her. She breathed a sigh of relief. "Sleep well, hun." She whispered almost inaudably.
She walked to the door just as Danny asked his question. "Currently, he is asleep." She said as she let herself out of the stall and retrieved her bag of potions and wiped her hands on her pants. "How is she?" She nodded her head toward the mare as she walked closer. "Poor girl."
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Post by Sunny on Jun 18, 2008 0:14:20 GMT -5
-Danny nodded "Well 639 stiches later, she'll survive." Chandy nodded " Yeah you need to get Dr.Jensen out here in the morning. She'll be fine for tonight, nothing Jensen can do for her shoulder realy, but she still needs to check her over." Danny got the 4 pillow wraps out out of the tack room along with 4 black polo wraps. He wraped her legs inthem and then put the limping mare back into her stall.
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Post by carajean on Jun 18, 2008 0:28:58 GMT -5
Cara-Jean nodded. "Hopefully Vendercross will sleep through the night. If he doesn't, I hope he wakes up in a calmer state that he was earlier." She brushed a strand of hair off her face, her hands still carried the scent of the lavender oil. "The remedies I gave you, put five drops of each in her water. I'd put them in his water, but I'm just going to let the lavender do it's thing tonight, I'll reasses him in the morning."
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Post by carajean on Jun 18, 2008 0:30:22 GMT -5
Cara-Jean nodded. "Hopefully Vendercross will sleep through the night. If he doesn't, I hope he wakes up in a calmer state that he was earlier." She brushed a strand of hair off her face, her hands still carried the scent of the lavender oil. "The remedies I gave you, put five drops of each in her water. I'd put them in his water, but I'm just going to let the lavender do it's thing tonight, I'll reasses him in the morning."
She rubbed her temples. "There are times when I wish horses spoke our language."
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Post by Sunny on Jun 18, 2008 0:55:39 GMT -5
-Danny put the drops in her water "Yeah It would be so much easier huh?" Danny said as chandy left. "I better get some sleep." He said waiting on Cara Jean to say something and then he'd leave.
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Post by carajean on Jun 18, 2008 1:02:51 GMT -5
"Sleep?" Cara-Jean repeated. "Yeah, I think I had better do the same thing. Tommorow could be a bit of a challenge, sepending on how he wakes up." She dropped her potion bag off in the tackroom and came out carrying a notebook. "No doubt that I will see you tomorrow. Thank you for dinner, however short it was."
After checking on the stallion, who was still sound asleep, she headed out of the barn and up to her dorm room.
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Post by Sunny on Jun 18, 2008 2:04:34 GMT -5
((ended))
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