Those Hairy Feets

Feathers so long she literally can stand on them when they’re wet.

Ever since her one month of solitary confinement in her box, Emilie’s been struggling with a fungal infection on all four feet. Those long, shaggy feathers of hers have not been helping. Adorable as they are, they are now gone! Hopefully, her treatments will have a bit more effect now.

Snip, snip, snip goes the feathers.

Fungal infection is not the only issue that the horseperson’s eye will spot with the pictures above. Those feets, they badly need a trim! We’ve spent all weekend teaching Emilie to not only lift her feet when asked, but hold her feet up so that the farrier can get to work. She’s eager to learn, as always, but her balance is miserable and her muscle mass is a joke after eight weeks of confinement. It’s not easy for her. I expect the farrier to be able to do at least her front hooves tomorrow. Not entirely sure she’s ready for the hind legs.

Tired horse is tired after learning all day.

The Obligatory May Photoshoot

First time in May I got to be out in the sun with the horses. Every May I am like a maniac about the first sunshine. Those two, three weeks where everything explodes out of the ground and there are dandelions everywhere, they are the very best weeks of the year.

I shall let my camera do the talking. It is an eloquent little Japanese thing, that camera.

Arrive at farm, Emilie is the only horse not playing possum. Sunshine has a remarkably sedative effect on horses.
This is probably one of the best horse photos I have taken to date.
Felina decided to pose as well.
Windy day.
Vanity got up to model a bit, too.
Best damn ass in Taulov. ‘Nuff said.