
It's a horse's life, getting new shoes every six weeks. We all should be so lucky. Here's Mugsy, holding still while he gets his hooves trimmed (he looks like he's about to fall asleep).

After the new shoe is nailed on, Mugsy waits to have his hoof filed. That's Ron, the farrier, at Mugsy's side.
The Ferals meet tonight, and we expect a California visitor: Janine, who founded our group. Can't wait to see her and the other Ferals!
Thanks to everyone who offered ideas of things we could do for our riding instructor. I'm taking her a get well card, and enclosing a gift certificate to the grocery store and a little cash. I'll start a chemo cap for her in the next day or two.
Posted by Karen at December 6, 2004 02:34 PMI can't believe the riding instructor has cancer! How sad. I hope that you signed my name on the card, too!
Great blog, momma! Keep it up!