I turned him out for a bit and he ran and bucked and played and had a ball. Then came happily trotting back up to me sans a shoe. I never saw anything special happen, but got to spend a really fun 20 minutes finding the lost soul (sole! Ha, punny). He looked very unbalanced down a shoe and pad, but unhurt otherwise. Yay for small miracles.
So he earned a few more days off, not that it will hurt him in the long run. The hoof held up pretty well, although the outer wall definitely suffered some damage.
So, what does a girl do when her magnificent steed is down for the count? Apparently the answer is drink with friends.
Beer pairing dinner with Stone Brewing
|My new favorite beer|
And, Cavalia Odysseo which I don't have any pictures of because they don't allow photography. But it was pretty fun and it makes me want to run away with the horsey circus. They need grooms, right?
Now that I am all caught up with friends and beer, I am hoping I can actually sit on my horse tomorrow. He may not be cleared for real work, but it will be nice just to get up there again!