I'm not sure if they were both ornery because they wanted to eat the green grass not far from where they were being trimmed or the cold windy weather had them frisky. They are both boys who need little feed to stay plump and with the new spring grass I have to watch for foundering so they are on a dry lot and given hay to keep them healthy
It started with Bud deciding he didn't want his foot tickled by the rasp. He jerked his foot away several times before he finally settled down and then he was just impatient. Wiggling his lips against my gloves and playing with the rope.
Then it was George's turn. Donkey hoofs are hard and they grow fast. When George was given to us his hooves looked like elf shoes. Our wonderful neighbor, who does our trimming, has finally whittled them down to the right size and shape. But for some reason George wasn't his usual easy-going self. Since he isn't big and strong like Bud instead of pulling his foot away, he'd lunge forward and usually ram his forehead into my belly. He did that three times before he finally decided to behave and get the trimming over with.
Thursday night my husband came in and said we needed to take a look at one of the cow's hooves. So we ran them into the corral and cut the limping one out. We pushed her into the squeeze chute, and I was in charge of the rope holding her foot up while my husband checked out the foot. He thought there would be something in her hoof, but he couldn't find anything wrong which led him to believe they might have injured the shoulder fighting with the other cows.
