Yesterday was hoof trimming day. The horses were pretty overdue. Scout's fronts didn't look too bad but his hinds have a tendency to get weird if left too long.
Cindy's blog inspired me to take photos. They show so much that you might not see when you're in the moment. Unfortunately I couldn't get photos of the hooves on the ground - too much snow. Here's a before and after of his left front. He probably hadn't been trimmed since November. My bad, but I didn't feel they looked totally out of hand. Feel free to critique. I'll say right away that the reason I trimmed his frog was to keep it from trapping muck in the collateral grooves, and because the tip had a layer that was about to slough off anyway. If frogs are dry and healthy, and especially if they have a nice callus, I'll leave them alone.
I trim with the lead rope draped over their back, and Scout was feeling a little bit goofy. He suddenly decided there was something scary down by the creek and he absolutely had to take off and run around like a dork for a while. Bella was more than happy to join in. I don't think there was really anything there, I think it was just an excuse to let off some steam.
"I think I'm done now."
I decided to take Bella for a little adventure.
I love her so much. She's... She's indescribable.
Which leads me to my announcement that I'm going to try to make her my riding horse. I have some options. I can take her to WSU for a full lameness exam. Sounds like they're pretty thorough. It's expensive - somewhere between $300-$500. I might not be able to do it for a while. OR I can just start her on an expensive supplement like Cosequin and see what happens. OR I can take her to a corrective farrier for a set of shoes. That would have to wait until the weather was more shoe-friendly. I feel like the answer probably isn't in shoes. I think this problem is somewhere higher up the leg. Unless she needs shoes to change her hoof angle, which is possible.
Which sounds like the right thing to try first? I think I know what the right answer is. I want to do something NOW though, and that will have to wait a bit, while I get funds together.
Now back to our story. Scout didn't like being alone.
Then he really, really wanted to come out for a while. But I had other work to do.
Here's Huckleberry feeling very proud of himself for helping me. Very rarely, when Scout is pounding on a gate with his hoof, I tell Huck to get him. This time he did, with a vengeance! He hit that gate so hard his lower body flipped under it. Luckily Scout didn't step on him. Boy oh boy was he PROUD of his good job. This dog really should have been a working dog. Blue, on the other hand, no.
At the end of the day I squeezed in a little walk with Pedro. I couldn't resist his forlorn hee-haw, begging to come out.