Let's just keep that, shall we?

Shortly before I got her, Cessa decided to slice up her foot on a piece of wire fencing.  It healed a little funky, because Miss Thing cannot leave bandages alone, and it's just kinda been there, staring at me.  It doesn't seem to bother her; it's just vaguely ugly, in a kind of, "What is wrong with your - oh, right, you cut your foot and now it's weird," kind of way. 

Just visible in the coronet area on the outside of her left front: a funny-looking lump of hair.

Well, after a non-barn weekend (due to yucky weather and a trip to a local festival), today was Vet Day.  One obnoxious stud colt (not Justice) got his nuts snipped, a lump was determined to be a tooth eruption gone funky, some teeth were floated, some Coggins were pulled, some pregnant mare inspecting was done... and since at first it looked like there was no one else but the owner of the colt and lumpy boy would be attending Vet Day, I'd offered up Cessa's foot for a look-see.

We'd been thinking it was proud flesh, in which case: snip it off, be done with it.

Yeah.  Not so much.  It's basically a scar now - thickened skin and the like - and the vet reportedly said to leave it alone, in no small part because it would be several hundred dollars to manage/remove.

So... we'll be keeping that small and vaguely unsightly lump.  lol

Local festival was fun, if not really horse-related.  They had some horse demonstrations - Arabians, minis, the local police force, and 'warhorses' from an area place that has iffy taste in drafts, if what they brought was any indication - but it was an Irish festival and the horses actually weren't why we were there. 

We lost our little dog in November, and we're slowly starting to look at getting a new dog.  A lot of the rescues - including a few I'd been eyeballing - show up at the Irish festival, so we went to see them and kind of see what they were like/about.

Sweet little mutt

The "visiting with rescues" part was kind of a failure, because while the brain is ready for a new dog, the emotions are still working on it, apparently.  (Felt so bad for one lady.  "Do you want to enter our raffle for a dog bed?"  "We don't need one right now, thank you... *TEARS*"  Sorry!)  But there were tons and tons of dogs - not only are rescues there, but people are invited to bring their dogs!