|The guys were back to mill the oak some more, last Saturday.|
|They are getting some gorgeous planks of wood from that tree|
My solution? Contact a local fellow blogger, Elinor, who boards her horse close to our ranch. She recommended the farrier that comes to that barn, and when she gave me his name, I had to laugh. It was the same farrier that worked on Lucy and Winston when they were in training at Sandy's barn, over an hour away. I said, "he isn't going to come all the way up here" but she thought he might be able to work us in, on the same day he comes to her barn. He wasn't able to work us in, but he did recommend that we use his apprentice. So we did.
|Brett and the tree guy's ten year old son worked on knocking down fence.|
He is young and strong.
He graduated from farrier school two years ago and has been apprenticing since then with Sandy's farrier -- who is awesome.
He has experience working with vets and complicated issues.
He is passionate about his work.
He is currently applying for some advanced certifications around complicated cases.
He spent a long time with Jackson. He took off a good amount and re-balanced him all the way around. He didn't work for more than a few minutes on any one hoof, rotating around from foot to foot so Jackson wouldn't have to stand three legged on his tender feet for longer than necessary. After he finished, Jackson immediately walked like a different horse -- and (see my last post) was able to do much more than his usual slow, careful walk.
He was very good with Tex; making friends and honoring Tex's insecurities.
Lucy was pretty straightforward. He changed her shoes to be more consistent with dressage work. When Lucy went in for her stifle injections on Tuesday, our super amazing sport horse specialist said that she knew who he was, has seen his work, and likes him.
He tried to work on Finessa but said that he wasn't comfortable doing much without a vet evaluation. She's got evidence of founder (she's got a long history of that) in three of her four feet and there are empty spaces and dead spaces and ... well, she's a mess. We have scheduled an appointment for her. I was so embarrassed, and mad at myself, for not insisting on more regular trims for her.
Live and learn, right?