My Farrier

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I just left a message with Scott, my farrier.  Tucker, as you may recall, lost a hind shoe. Today, Scott called before noon to tell me he could come over to put it back on.

Fine, except that I had a chiropractor appointment at 3:15, just around the time Scott figured he'd arrive. No problem there as far as Tucker is concerned. My horses do not need someone to hold them when they are being trimmed or shod, so I didn't have to be there.

However, Mick, Scott's dog, is another story.  I was a bit upset that I probably would not be there to play with him. He thinks I am one of the best toys around. And, I have some of the best toys around as well--nice bouncy tennis balls and tennis ball like toys.

Well, after my adjustment, I rushed home, hoping to catch Scott and Mick, but two extra long red lights and two school buses slowed me down. I'm not sure how much I missed them by, but, I missed them.

Then I came into the house to check my answering machine and my email only to find two email messages from Scott:

Here they are:

That's my good buddy Mick, waiting at the back door of my house for me to come out to play.

Well, at least all Scott had to do was put on one back shoe, so that should not have taken too long. I can have some of my guilt assuaged by the fact that Mick was not sitting there all day!

Next time, Mick!! Next time!!  (I called Scott and left a message that he was "evil" sending me those guilt shots....*G*)