One week down, one to go

So it has been a week. I have been very good about missing my girl. I worked an extra day and I spent some time with her Mom. I watched Brooke ride Stellar and have been trimming Lacey's hooves.

Did you know that quarter horses are renowned for having tiny "teacup" feet? I didn't for the longest time and do you know why? Because I have quarterhorses with feet that would put a Clydesdale to shame. When I say that I have been trimming Lacey's hooves I mean that for days I have been trimming Lacey's hooves. I sometimes get the farrier to trim her feet, to give myself a break. I am now able to, after a couple of years of practicing, trim 2 of her hooves at a time. It isn't pretty though. I huff and puff, my face turns red and sweat drips into places unknown. I only hope that somebody doesn't slip into the barn someday and take my picture while I am down on my hands and knees with my butt half hanging out of my pants cause I sure as shit won't be able to get up off the floor and break the camera in time to save myself.

Anyhoo, I called Harvey to see how he is making out and so far it doesn't sound too bad. He has her in a curb bit already cause " she is way to old to still be in a snaffle". Apparently she has some issues to deal with due to the fact that I have been too easy on her, "let her get away with stuff". She is going left and right. He says she is mature enough to handle the training now so that is at least positive and he thinks by next week [when I am allowed to go and see her] that she will be thinking that she needs to just do what I say so she can get finished. We may even be far enough along for me to take her to a clinic in June. Maybe. But I do not want to mess up anything so we will see.

I never really thought it would bother me so much to take her to school, but I do miss her. Well I guess I will have to make do with her brother for now, look out Jack here I come.