So I treasure Gen’s tail. Why? Well, for one thing I am like a total kid when it comes to long hair on a horse. The other reason is because my white horsey has melanomas on the dock of his tail. Three of them. And they are big. When I first got him and found those tumors the vet I was using at the time told me straight out, if the tumors kept growing they would basically “choke” the bottom of his tail and it would have to be removed. From that vet visit on I have been obsessed.
Gen does not have very thick hair, that was one of the reasons I used to love to braid his mane! When I first got him in 2005 he had an okay tail that went down just below his hocks. Not bad considering he hadn’t been touched in 2 years. The problem was that his tail was yellow. It was disgusting. I washed it at least once month for a year (even in the winter) and eventually it turned white and black.
Well, last week when I gave him a bath I noticed something. Gen’s tail has finally really grown out after all of these years. I mean look…
It was touching the ground. How cool is that? I love it! Especially since that is just another sign that the melanomas are not growing and cutting off circulation. So I marveled at the tail and enjoyed how long it was until it dried out. That was when I went to get a pair of scissors.
You see, it is not safe for a horse to have a tail that long. They can step on the hairs and pull them out creating an infection unless the tail is bagged. I can assure you, no horse of mine will ever wear a tail bag. Tails were created to swat at flies, but be wrapped and hidden. So I cut off about 3 inches. Yes, it sucked to cut his tail, but I am still glad I did it.
Plenty long enough still (although not white enough for my taste :P)