OK. I saw it with my own two eyes. The two horses with the worst feet that
Paul trimmed on Friday changed color, or rather got a copper gleam to their
coats after circulation was restored to their feet. I was thinking about
this and it occurred to me that before my husband had his heart attack, he
was very pale. As soon as he had the angioplasty, his color was a rosy red,
healthy color. Why wouldn't the same be true of horses?

Other changes I observed in these two mares after the trims were their
facial expressions. Their faces relaxed so much that they actually looked
like teenagers instead of pushing 30. What I always thought was old horse
face was, in their cases, pain. :-( They both have nice, fluid shoulder
action now and are moving around more than I would have ever imagined. My
daughter is going to start riding Summer, TAQH again. I'm thrilled!

I have to agree with everyone who has said that you can't learn the trim
from the internet or from books. You can learn a tremendous amount, but
nothing like you can when you see it in person. I would never have dreamed
how much bar gets removed. Also, spend the money on good knives. The
kinds they sell at most tack stores won't cut it. NPI.

Paul is very good at explaining what he does (even though he speaks
Australian ;-) and is exceptional with the horses. Big John had been
hanging over the fence, watching Paul playing with one of the other horses
and trimming feet. As soon as I took John out of his paddock, he started
heading for Paul. I was impressed. In about 15 minutes, Paul had John
standing for his trim. In about 5 minutes, I had John back to snatching his
foot away from me. Watching Paul handle John gave me a chance to observe
my
own reactions. I get VERY tense regarding John's feet. No wonder he does,
too. Turns out I've been rather wimpy in playing the games with John,
another thing you have to see in person.

Well, off to see the big galoot. Many thanks, Paul. Looking forward to
having a barefoot clinic.

Regards,

Becky and Big John
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