"Not today, but soon."
Soon, NF? Would soon be in three weeks when Bobby was due for a reset? Or would soon be six weeks when you actually got around to showing up? I can only assume that regardless of a time frame, soon really means when he's ripped his shoes off and taken half his foot with them.
Raging with hormones, I dug out my rasp and accepted BM's pair of nail pullers from under her car seat (proving to be a true horsewoman, especially since all of her ponies are barefoot), and I got to work on yanking steel. I was sweating like I had just run a marathon in the Amazon, but they eventually all came off. It helped that Bobby put up with my awkward maneuvering of his legs. Eventually I just set his hind legs on an overturned water bucket and he rested them there as I pulled out nails. It also helped that when I got around to the LF, I pulled out one nail, pulled the second nail, and the whole shoe came with it. Yeah, he definitely could have waited.
Bobby's feet smelled awful once the shoes were off--like rotting foot. I know some people at the barn don't agree with me pulling his shoes, but I am so glad I did. I have both Farrier Barrier and Double Strength Farrier's Formula on the way. BO also suggested Knox Gelatine, so I bought a big box of that yesterday and started him on two packets a day. I'd never heard of using it before, but I'm willing to try anything at this point.
Yesterday I freed him from his pen and he went bucking around the arena like a wild man without a short step. At least that footing agrees with him. I took him for a field trip to the barn and he was a little short walking up the driveway, but not nearly as bad as I thought he was going to be.
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I jumped on him once we were back in the indoor with just his halter and lead on and we walked around for ten minutes. He didn't feel off, so I'm hopeful that once my foot is better we can do some work in there. In the meantime, I've begun the painful search for a legitimate barefoot farrier. Not holding my breath, though maybe I'll get lucky.
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In the meantime, Bobby is enjoying wandering in and out of his pen at free will, eating extra hay to make up for lack of grazing time, and getting fed cookies for no reason.