Aidol's Story....... The New Farrier .....Getting Done

Part 1

Poor Aidol was quivering and shaking and not really sure if he should listen to me. I could tell the horse had experienced strong flashbacks. He even acted for a moment like he didn't know where he was. I tried to soothe the horse with my voice only putting enough pressure on the lead to remind him I was there and he needed to listen.

The horse wasn't sure what to think about my light flicks of the lead. He wanted to run but he didn't want to be in trouble with me either. I caught a look of recognition cross his face as he dropped his head down just a bit to take a closer look at me. Then the horse walked forward to me still quivering.

I tried to stroke the Arabian horse to reassure him. Standing there for just a moment trying to settle the horse, I was no longer able to tune out the pain racing through my hand and up my arm. Before I even checked out the cause, I moved Aidol back up to our starting position. I wanted to let the horse see there was nothing to fear.........just this big dumb guy who made a mistake.

From this point forward I'm a little fuzzy about the details of the rest of Aidol's experience with the farrier. While Aidol made his escape from this man's rude intrusion the lead rope was jerked out of my hand and caught my wedding ring on it's way. Pain shot down my finger, through my hand and halfway up my arm as the horse hit the end of the lead.

After I managed to get the horse back into position next to the farrier is when I looked at my throbbing finger. I couldn't believe what I saw. the thing was going sideways.......... that's right.............. sideways. The tip of my finger was now pointing towards my thumb.

My stomach flipped just at the sight of my finger. Without thinking I grabbed the crooked tip and jerked my finger straight. Don't ask me why I did that. I don't really know. I think it might have been the shock of seeing that finger so crooked. Whatever it was obviously jerking on the finger didn't make it feel any better. It didn't straighten it either although it did make it a little straighter, if you want to call it that. It still didn't look normal in any way.

After that I didn't look at my finger unless I had to. I tried to keep it out of the way and to ignore the pain. Looking at the finger or acknowledging the pain made my stomach flip and the last thing I wanted was to pass out. Aidol needed an active advocate not an unconscious liability. I was trying my best to be sure the horse had that.

To be honest, I wanted to choke that farrier right then and there on the spot but I didn't. All I could think about was how hard it had been to GET a farrier to my place and how Aidol really needed his feet done. If I could get this guy to pick up the horse's feet as I had instructed him in the first place and not further traumatize the horse, we could get the job done. Then I wouldn't have to worry about that for a while and I'd have more time to find a CARING farrier before the next visit was needed.

Despite the fact my whole hand and over half my arm were now throbbing horribly, I demonstrated to this guy how to pick up Aidol's feet. The horse was such a good boy even though he'd just had a major flashback to those miserable days of his yearling year. The horse stood quietly for me to lift all four feet. Then he stood quietly for this ******** who had just scared the horse half to death.

It seemed like forever before this guy finally finished with Aidol. I was sweating by now but still focused on taking care of my horses. We had one more trim to do on Lindsay's pony before I sent this guy on his way. Only then did I think about doing something about my finger.

To be continued..............

The Injury



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