As you can see, I got a cut on my neck. My mom came out to see me and of course when I heard her calling me, I came hurrying toward the gate. Dooley was already over there and I was afraid he'd get all my treats. Besides, she's my mom. I whinnied and kept coming and as I got closer, I heard my mom say, "Oh, Bella! Now what!?"
Well, I knew she was talking about my neck. I couldn't see it of course but I could tell it was kind of a big cut. I'd felt the blood running down my neck when I did it and it hurt. I'm not even sure how I did it. I was just hanging around with the other horses near the fence and it started hurting. Maybe it happened when I was trying to reach some grass through the wires. Or maybe I scraped it on one of the fence posts. I don't know. Sometimes you don't realize you've hurt yourself just when it happens but a little later, someone says, "Bella, you're bleeding" and you realize you must have.
Sparky had been concerned. He's always concerned when I hurt myself. He tries his best to look out for me but I am a big girl now so he tries not to baby me too much. He's been kind of preoccupied now that Rose isn't out in the pasture anymore. Sparky likes having a mare to be friends with. Not like me. I'm just his sister. He likes having a mare to be sort of his girlfriend. Rose was nice for that. They'd eat together and sometimes they'd groom each other. They always walked together and everyone knew that they were special friends and no gelding would try to get close to Rose, just like none of the other mares tried to be good friends with Sparky. That's how it is when you have a boyfriend or girlfriend.
Dooley's mom sometimes calls me Dooley's girlfriend but that's just silly. We're just Best Friends and that's different. He's more like another brother but a kind of special one because we're a lot alike. I love Sparky and he's my Best Brother Ever but Dooley is kind of silly like me and we like to do things together because we do them the same way. So we like to share our bucket dinners and ride with our moms together and that sort of thing because it's more fun when you do things with a friend.
So anyway, Sparky had noticed right off that I hurt myself and Dooley was very interested because he wanted to know what I cut it on so he could go investigate. Like I said though, I wasn't sure. Then my mom came and took me out. We were supposed to have a Lesson but we couldn't because my neck was pretty swollen and it did hurt. My mom won't make me work if I'm hurt. She's really good about stuff like that. So she took me over to the Arena and told my Trainer that we couldn't ride today because I tried to slice my throat. That's what she said, which was silly. I wasn't trying to slice my throat at all. That would be a dumb thing to do. People say very strange things sometimes.
My Trainer is nice. He always pets me and tells me I'm a Good Girl. Plus he has a nice horse named Dakar who is a friend of mine. My Trainer never makes me do anything. He just stands in the Arena and yells at my mom while I carry her around. She makes me work pretty hard when he's yelling like that but I don't mind. I like to work. I'm learning how to do Dressage after all and you have to work hard to get good at that sort of thing.
My mom let me eat a pile of hay while we waited for my Doctor to get there. She hosed my cut to get it clean but then left it alone. Sometimes my mom takes care of my hurts herself but there's some things she can't do as well as my Doctor so she gets him out. I love my Doctor. Some horses don't like seeing the Doctor but I don't mind. My Doctor is really nice and he's very gentle. He never hurts me like some Doctors do and he's quiet and calm and makes me feel like everything is fine. My mom told him that she thinks I miss him sometimes and that's why I get hurt. That's kind of funny and I do like to see him but I don't get hurt on purpose. That would just be silly.
My Doctor gave me a shot that made me feel pretty funny. He sometimes does that when he has to take care of something and needs me to stand still. I'm pretty good about standing still but it's hard when your Doctor is doing something that hurts so the shot helps. It makes me feel sleepy and strange. It's not a bad feeling but it is kind of strange. I just press my nose up against my mom's chest and she pets my ears and tells me what a Good Girl I am. So that's what I did while my Doctor wiped the cut and got it all ready to stitch up.
That's what Doctors have to do with some cuts. They pull the skin back together and then tie it in place with pieces of stuff that's a lot like my tail hairs. They do it with a sharp thing that they poke through the skin. Then the stiff hair stuff goes through after the sharp thing and they tie it together. They call that stitches. I got about fifteen stitches, my mom said. I guess that's kind of a lot. I was a really Good Horse for the whole thing, even though the flies were bothering me a lot. They kept landing on my legs. I hate flies! I don't know why we have to have them. They're very stupid.
That's what it looked like after it was all stitched. It didn't really hurt at all at that point because the Doctor had given me that shot and he had also used some stuff right on the cut to make it not hurt. After it was all stitched up, he put some gooey stuff on it and then my mom put me in a stall. It's the same stall I was in last time I got hurt so I know both the horses on either side. There's a young Mustang gelding named Rocky on one side. He's a pretty nice guy, though I do make faces at him when he gets too nosy. He's kind of a blackish grey color, pretty handsome really. Then on the other side, there's a nice bay mare. I don't know what her name is but she's friendly and we like to stand together. I'm glad I'm near horses I know. I'd rather be out in the pasture with my brothers and my herd but my mom said I have to stay in here while my neck heals and I suppose she's right. So I have to make the best of it.
After all the shots and things wore off, my neck got kind of sore. It's not horrible but it is pretty uncomfortable. I guess I'm just accident prone. That's what my mom says anyway. I don't know why these things always happen to me. They never happen to Sparky and even Dooley doesn't get hurt as much as I do. I think it's just Bad Luck but my mom says I need to be more careful.
Still, it was nice to see my Doctor. I'm sure he was happy to see me too. Now I'm going to get some rest. It's been a long day.
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