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...the horse shoes, that is. I have finally acknowledged defeat in the sense that I am not getting the horse riding in now the nights are dark and the weekend weather is often a lot to be desired.

Last weekend a front shoe had to come off as it had slipped back and half the nails were pulled and the hoof breaking. Now, this is no mean feat when you don't have the tools. I spent 20 mins with a hammer, heavy duty screw driver and a variety of pliers and only managed to loosen one of the 3 nails remaining. Good job 'T' is cool, calm and collected and put up with the heaving, hammering and pulling of his foot. Hubby, then took over, but it still took two of us a further 10 minutes to finally persuade the shoe to come off after prising the clenches up to losen the nails.

So Thorf had 3 shoes all week, and he is now completely shoeless, the farrier having been this afternoon and expertly removed them and trimmed his feet. I call this his stealth mode as we can now quietly sneak along the road. No more metallic clip cops. It will taken him a peedie while to get used to being shoeless as he may be tender on his feet a little while, but it is worth it... fields not cut up with, some money saved and more importantly the hoofs get a chance to grow the nail holes out as 'T' will be shoeless for 2 to 3 months. Oh yes! And it doesn't hurt so much if he accidently stands on you!