You try to be a good owner…

You try to be a caring-caretaker…

You try to do what’s best…

 

 

And when Dr. Stevie Wonder recommends that I harden Mason’s hooves before rainy season begins by painting them with iodine…

……….a good owner does that, right?………….(sigh).

 

 

…So I did that…

I risked my life and limb and I regularly went into the thoroughbred racehorse stallion’s pasture.

I carefully caught him;  I even more carefully tied him off;  I gave him a succulent/tasty snack (as a distraction);  and then I carefully—every so carefully lifted his hoofies/picked them clean/brushed them sparkly and painted them with iodine.

 

Then I placed them back on the ground delicately & gingerly…

AND I GOT OUT OF DODGE!

 

 

I did this with regularity at Doctor Wonder’s directive.

The man’s a sadist.

I know this now.

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………so I survived………right?

 

 

And then two days ago, how does snotty ole’ Mason re-pay me for helping his hoof-issues?

 

He leans over the gate while I’m scratching his forehead…

And he casually bites me on the left booby!

 

 

Geez-Zooie!  THAT SMARTED!!!

 

 

Bruises and blood-blisters ensued (no photos—–this is not that kind of blog).

 

After all of my careful, caring hoof-care……….that’s how I get re-paid!!!

Not Cool, Mason…

Not Cool!