Dale Moody the farrier came today. Magic was a good boy. Not perfect but 10 times better than last time. We were much better prepared. Last time I got home just as Dale arrived, put oats in the stalls, let the horses in and immediately took Magic out. Maybe he was irritated about not eating but, for whatever reason, he was very difficult to shoe. At one point I remember seeing Magic’s foot with a nail sticking out on Dale’s shoulder and Dale was standing up at the time. Nobody got hurt but it was dangerous. This time I had, at Wanda’s suggestion, cleaned and hammered on all Magic’s feet every time I rode. I got here with plenty of time to put the horses up and for them to eat before Dale got here. I gave Magic a light dose of sedative. It was better this time. That is the best way I know to solve problems with horses. Make the situation better. It does not have to be perfect, just a little better each time. And with time, the problem no longer exists. That’s my story and I’m sticking with it.
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