The dogs were on time-out (Kersey got out under the fence again). Two Canada geese were enjoying the clover pasture and the horses were milling about, nibbling on the green grass.
I couldn't wait to change into my jeans and get outside. Rain clouds had been gathering all day and were crowded together overhead.
As I walked back to the barn to put away Jackson's tack bag, he reached his head down to the hoof that had been bothering him and started to rub, then lick, the hoof. Weirdo. I thought maybe there was some adhesive on the hoof from the bootie I had made him. But no, there wasn't anything on the hoof but right at the coronet band there was a hole.
Jackson had two abscesses in that foot. Oh, man, no wonder he was in such pain. Sunday, I found a hole in the sole and he was walking much better but not 100%. Tonight he was walking completely sound so it was the second abscess bursting that gave him complete relief. Poor guy.
Brett finished up his mowing and rode the mower up to the barn to put it away. He rode it, roaring and spitting grass, right past Jackson who was still grazing in the vicinity. Jackson didn't even look up as Brett passed by close enough to reach out and touch Jackson if he had wanted.
I had finished up the chores so we brought the horses into the barn for the night. It has started to rain. I love the sound of the rain.