The wrong side of the bed!

This was clearly where Faith emerged from this morning. I had turned Tommy out first, and given him some grass nuts near the gate. Faith decided that it was necessary to disappear through the barn at the rate of knots, then jump around for a bit before standing as quiet as a mouse to let me take her headcollar off.

She then rudely pushed Tommy out the way to get at the nuts. Tilly came next and simply avoided the two quarrelsome ones. Five minutes later, Faith had Tommy cornered between the barn and the electric fence, and was giving him both barrels. Tommy had no option but to turn and defend himself, and for a horrible few seconds they were bum to bum, totally going for it. Tommy managed to clip Faith’s hock, and she hopped away on three legs. My heart just sank. Then she put her foot on the ground, walked a couple of strides, then trotted off, sound as a pound. I checked her again before I left for work, and she was fine. Talk about a ‘brown trousers’ moment though!

So this evening my farrier came to give her a trim. I have to say, I was dreading it. However, she was an absolute poppet, and my farrier said he could totally see how I had fallen in love with her. So the first three feet were absolutely no problem, and we just chatted away, while I fed Faith bits of carrot. I have to say, it was such a relaxed procedure that my mind quite drifted off, but I was sharply called back to reality when my farrier asked me to kindly stop trying to stuff a bit of carrot in his ear as he was doing Faith’s front hoof!

However, there was one problem. She would not let him do the near hind. She just wouldn’t. I thought it was quite strange that she had stopped eating her treats, and had gone a little tense around the mouth. She was anticipating this foot being done. So we gently tried a couple of times, but it was clear that she was not, for whatever reason, at all happy.

Rather than rattle her, and because she had done so well, we agreed to leave it for now. He is coming back in two or three weeks to trim Tilly and Tommy, so I said I would work on it, and we would try again then. He said no problem, and would pop back whenever I liked even if we didn’t manage to get it done then. I have a bliddy wonderful farrier!

So all in all, I am relieved and very pleased, and just so proud of my little Faith.