Tetanus ! 



SHE was a great jumper. Few fences were too big for 

 her. She had that stag-like method of negotiating 

 obstacles for which our Irish horses are famous. If 

 asked to "go on " she could skim over them like a 

 swallow, never losing a stride. But often in a tight 

 corner when wire or some such danger suddenly loomed 

 ahead, necessitating a change of course, and she was 

 hurriedly asked to tackle some other fence almost at a 

 trot, then her courage and stag-like jumping would 

 capture your heart. 



I called her " Lipstick." The name was not the 

 outcome of any romantic love-affair : but when she was 

 a three-year-old she got a kick on the jaw from another 

 horse. The nerves and muscles on the injured side 

 were either severed or so badly damaged that they 

 relaxed completely. With the entire muscles on one 

 side uselessly limp, her nostrils and upper and lower 

 lips were drawn to the other side giving her a strange 

 distorted appearance. I blistered her on the injured 

 facial nerve in the hope of making it contract, and after 

 months of careful treatment her nostrils and lips 

 returned to their normal position. It was as a result 

 of this face-lifting beauty treatment that I christened 

 her Lipstick. 



When the hunting season was over her hind shoes 

 c 23 (01280) 



