I had 7 well behaved equines yesterday.
Not your run of the mill "behaved", but extra-specially well behaved.
That's not a statement that I can make on just any old day.
No, most days at least one of the herd can be a little uncooperative.
Yesterday the farrier came to trim everyone's hooves.
He's a gentle soul... soft-spoken...patient...great with the horses.
Usually, one of the horses or donkey girls tests his patience just a little.
Everyone stood perfectly still...
picked up their feet...
and minded their manners....all of their manners.
I was one proud Mama.
As for the dogs...
Oakley decided that the house was the safest place to be.
However, Annie and Sam decided that tasty hoof trimmings were worth any risk.
Their bravery paid off!