Hoof Trimming

Left front hoof -before

After

Before- Right front

After

I've been trimming Princes feet lately, and in these pictures you can see i've taken off the bars and some of his sole, and done alot of filing.

An Almost Accident and a Riding/Racing Ring!!!

Sorry for not blogging folks! i've been rather busy.
  A couple of weeks ago i went out riding, well out as in the back paddock on our little farmlet thingy. i didn't canter because Prince was to hyped up from lack of exercise - my fault- so i just walked and trotted him until i had enough.
  Afterwards i took him back up to the front because i had more equipment there, and i wanted to get him to jump a metre. i know he can do it, its just he thinks he can't.
  i pushed him (to hard i realise now) and pushed him until he was upset and just when i went to stop and calm him down he got the rope caught between his front legs. Then before i could stop him and untangle him, he went even more right-brained (oh why didn't i stop earlier?!) and got the rope stuck right down the middle of his belly- between his front legs (down the middle) and between his hind legs. and leaving me with rope burn, he galloped straight over the fence (which Tony had left down) and straight out onto the road.
  before when i brought him up, i saw the open gates and the fences down, and thought Na i'll be right. i should have listened to my instincts and shut at least the road gate. i'm still kicking myself.
  anyways i ran out onto the road and tried to catch him, i was in such a panic (because i was worried that he might get hit or something) i yelled at a person coming down the road and told the guy who was driving, that my horse was loose and please becareful, he offered me a ride and i took it and he drove halfway into Kaponga (which just by lucky was in its busiest time - lots of milk tankers) and quietly walked up to him and caught him. i gave him a piece of bread (my treats lol) and walked him home.
  as  got near my driveway i saw a lady had pulled in. she got out of the car, and i said "Hi!" thinking she was getting some horse manure. Turns out she had her own horses and didn't need any. lol
  Her name was Marilyn. she owned and breed Throughbreds and she lived just down the road. Marilyn offered a riding paddock, or that is to say her racing oval for me to ride in. A racing oval! i can do anything in there!
  Talk about awesome! Anyway i am in Napier writing this, as it is my eighteenth birthday on sunday and i thought i my celebrate my going on holiday. so my poor horse will have to wait - again!