So about that foot...

You noticed in the last post the bit about going home to ice my foot? You wondered about that?

Well, in the process of putting the horse in his new stall somehow my foot got under his.

He weighs about 1200 pounds.

He stood there wondering why his person was shrieking at him. He was being good. He was standing still. He didn't notice that there was a foot under his. He didn't understand why he had to back out of the stall when he hadn't properly gotten into it, but finally he did.

The person stopped shrieking.

But she sure was walking funny. Not as bad as it could be - just cracked.

Thank you for not making that comment that just flashed through your mind.