I worked with Libby yesterday. She gets more cooperative about letting me work on her feet with every session. However, when I first pick up her left hind foot, she still gets nervous and pulls it away at first. She doesn't kick, just takes the foot away from me. Yesterday when she did this, her hoof landed on my left foot, the little toe to be exact. This is why I always put on my cowboy boots before I work with horses.
I don't make a big deal of having an animal step on my feet; it's been happening all my life. In fact, when the podiatrist was fitting me for inserts, he looked at the x-ray and asked, "When did you break your toe?"
"Could have been lots of times," I told him.
So yesterday I went right ahead working with Libby, even saddled her up and rode awhile. It was when I got inside the house that I realized my toe hurt more than it usually does after being stepped on by a horse. When I took off my boot, I saw it was bleeding. Skinned it up a little, she did.
I'm not sure I'll be walking with Cliff this morning; it depends on whether a new band-aid makes a difference in the feeling.
Maybe I should buy some steel-toed cowboy boots.
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