Research Reveals Horse Wife Affliction
(if she’s got it, you know it)
This was emailed to me months ago, without attribution.
Recently I stumbled
upon a slightly different version at whinny.org by Scooter
Grubb. Thanks, Scooter.
This is a funny one!)
Just recently, after years of research, I have finally been able to give a name to
what my wife and I have been living with for
years. It’s an affliction, which when
undiagnosed and misunderstood can devastate and literally tear a family apart.
Very little is
known about O.C.E.A.N. Syndrome. But it is my hope this article
will
generate interest from researchers involved in the equine and
psychological
sciences.
You
will, no doubt, begin to recognized similar symptoms in your own family and
hopefully now be able to cope. Obsessive Compulsive Equine Attachment
Neurosis Syndrome, OCEANS, is usually found in the female and can manifest
itself anytime
from birth to the golden years. Symptoms may appear any time
and may
even go dormant in the late teens, but the syndrome frequently
re-
emerges in later years. Symptoms vary widely in number and degree of
severity. Allow me to share examples which are most
prominent in our home:
The
afflicted individual:
- Can smell moldy
hay at ten paces, but can’t tell if milk has gone bad until it turns
chunky.
- Finds the
occasional “Buck and Toot” session hugely entertaining, but severely
chastises her husband for similar antics.
- Will spend hours
cleaning and conditioning her tack, but wants to eat on paper plates so
there will be no dishes.
- Considers equine
sweat a fragrance.
- Enjoys mucking
out four stalls twice a day, but insists on having a housekeeper mop the
floor once a week.
- Will spend an
hour combing and trimming an equine mane, but wears a baseball cap so
she doesn’t waste time brushing her own hair.
- Will dig through
manure piles daily looking for worms, but does not fish.
- By memory can mix
eight different supplements in the correct proportions, but can’t make
macaroni and cheese that isn’t soupy.
- Twice a week will
spend an hour scrubbing algae from the water tanks, but
has a problem
cleaning lasagna out of the casserole dish.
- Will pick a
horse’s nose, and call it cleaning, but becomes verbally violent when
her husband picks his.
- Can sit through a
four-hour session of a ground work clinic, but unable to
make it through
a half hour episode of Cops.
The spouse of an afflicted victim:
- Must come to
terms with the fact that there is no cure, and only slightly effective
treatments. The syndrome may be genetic or caused by inhaling manure
particles which, I propose, have an adverse effect on female hormones.
- Must adjust the
family budget to include equine items – hay, veterinarian services,
farrier services, riding boots and clothes, supplements, tack,
equine
masseuse and acupuncturist – as well as the (mandatory) equine spiritual
guide. Once you have identified a monthly figure, never look at it
again. Doing so will cause tightness in your chest, nausea and
occasional diarrhea.
- Must realize that
your spouse has no control over the affliction. More often than not,
she will deny a problem exists.
- Must form a
support group. You need to know you’re not alone – and there’s no shame
in admitting your wife has a problem. My support group, for instance,
involves men who truly enjoy Harley Davidsons, four-day weekends and
lots of scotch. Most times
she is unaware that I am even gone, until the precise moment she needs
help getting a 50-pound bag of grain out of the truck.
OCEANS afflicts countless households in this country and
abroad.
It knows no racial, ethnic or religious boundaries. It is
extremely
difficult to treat because those who need it the most aren’t
interested
in a cure, and, in fact, refuse to admit that anything is
even wrong.