Monday Night

It is Monday night, and Terry is already on his way back from PA. Danny and Dakota, the bays, got new shoes today. Not without moments of extreme aggravation, I may add. Dakota did well enough. The one who started his career giving both barrels at the touch of a hand below the stifle is now relatively easy to shoe — the other, Danny Boy, has come full circle, like an unpredictable drunkard at the bar. Front feet, good. Right hind, cautious but doable. Left hind — POW! So in the stocks Danny went. Our farrier, as well as the horse, are too valuable to us to risk injury.