But It Was Still Raining
When I got home last night after getting my hair cut, I noticed tracks in the grass on the lawn leading up to the barn. Sure enough, Scott, my farrier had been here to put a new shoe on Tucker. As a matter of fact, according to the phone message he left me, I probably had just missed him by a few minutes. I called him back and left a thank you message.
I left Tucker in for the night anyhow as it was raining pretty consistently. He did look pretty sound walking, though and when I put him out this morning, he seemed to trot off evenly.
However, the arena was puddly, and I had a chiropractor appointment, so I didn't have much opportunity to check him out much further.
And then, it started raining again.
Two of my long time friends were having their annual pig roast in the afternoon. I made my salad for the pot luck part of the dinner, waited an extra hour until the skies cleared a bit, and headed over to his house.
It stopped raining for the bulk of the afternoon and well into the evening. I had a great time talking to all kinds of people. My one freind is a professional writer, and his wife was a library director, so the group of people there tended to be pretty literate, well spoken, and very interesting.
I kind of bopped around from one group of people to another enjoying some great conversations. The food was great, the company marvelous, and didn't get home until around 9. Believe it or not, it was raining again by then after holding off for most of the party.
Fed the Boys their late night snack a short while ago and everyone looked just fine.
I am so lucky to have such a good farrier to take care of my Boys' feet. I have a wonderful vet too and access to some really excellent equine hospitals less than an hour away. The New Jersey Horse Park show grounds is perhaps 45 minutes from here, two great tack stores are less than a half hour away, my hay supplier is across the street, and so far, all is well in Follywoods.