My hubby worked hard last night. He was trimming hooves on two of our horses. Trimming hooves is harder than it looks. When I asked him what I could do for him, he said, "You could get me a beer!"

It's unfortunate that you can't see the sweat that was glistening on his face. He's a profusive sweater. I mean really. It drips off his nose and everything.

The dogs enjoy--get rather excited actually-when he trims hooves. It seems icky to us non-canine types, but they rather enjoy chewing on the nasty hoof pieces. You can see Zip standing in line for his next tasty treat. Yummo!
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