The conference was AMAZING, it's my favorite one. I felt less than prepared for my presentation due to just switching jobs and kind of having to scramble once at the conference to add things to the presentation (luckily we presented late in the afternoon on the second day so we had time). All of the sessions were super informative, and I think that the longer I spend in the field, the more I get out of the sessions.
| Also conferences have the best food, this was a custom mac and cheese station |
| Mine was quite unhealthy |
Friday morning I was a bit hungover, having had a heavy discussion with my former boss (who is now merely an amazing mentor) the night before and then deciding that drinking alcohol, which I rarely do, was a good way to loosen up from that. I stayed up way too late bonding with my former coworker (who is now one of my good friends) and ended up going to bed around 1am to get up at 6am for my flight. I got about four total hours of sleep because I kept waking up feeling sick.
My journey back was real interesting but it was mostly because a) I kept making plans for the possibility of needing to throw up when the mode of transportation got bumpy (my driver to the airport was aggressive) and b) I got lost a few times in two airports I'd never been in.
I finally made it home and decided to decompress for an hour, hanging out with my cat and trying to get myself to eat.
| Dinner one night |
I took him out, passing the farrier who was packing up, and put him in the cross ties. I took my time brushing him, getting all the hair off- he's so much lighter this year!
I then glanced down at his left hind and immediately ran outside to see that the farrier had left. Seems like TC had spooked his shoe half way off. This has happened several times before, probably happens every six months, where TC startles by throwing his legs sideways and he sheers a shoe right off.
I picked it up and saw that only half the nails had dislodged and were now poking into his hoof, cool. I ran around the barn asking people if they had anything to take shoes off with, messaging Peony FRANTICALLY asking for her farrier's number (who is in Oregon for the week but coming to put the shoe back on tomorrow), and trying to pull at the shoe a bit. A friend at the barn showed up and I asked her if she had anything, she had nippers but I really needed a rasp to take the nails down on the other side. No dice.
| So much fun |
Peony was on it though. She sent me "Andy just watched a shoe removal video. He said we can improvise" and I ran up to my house to get ready for the event while they made their way out there.
Andy to the rescue, for sure, they brought a rasp, which we used to file down the clinches to get the nail straight, then we dislodged the shoe a bit with the nippers, and then he yanked each nail out with pliers. Shoe came off and the foot looks normal and the shoe honestly could get tacked right back on, it's totally normal looking. Because TC was barefoot for so long, I'm not worried about riding him like this, the ground is still really soft from the rain. But I ran out of time for Friday so I fed him grain, told him to stop spooking his damn shoes off, and we headed back to my house to get dressed and drive out.
| Then it was time to go home |
I'm so grateful for friends like these who come to rescue me! I owe them big time! And I think I'm going to be buying a few tools to have laying around just in case this happens again so I'm not nearly so frantic when it does happen... And we'll see what new farrier thinks of possibly putting quarter clips on those back feet! He has them on the front.










