Stephanie Krahl, her horse Ransom and dog Amber
You know that look, don’t you? It’s in her eyes. You wouldn’t trade her for anything in the world – not even a million dollars.
She’s been there for you during some of your toughest times. She listens without judgement and just hangs out with you even when you’re in your worst mood. Her level of unconditional love and forgiveness is beyond what you can comprehend.
Just imagine how wonderful it would be if you had the knowledge and physical ability to trim your own barefoot horse.
You think to yourself, “I’m athletic, smart, great at research, and my horse loves me, so why not?”
Now – what on earth would cause the thought of trimming your own horse to enter your mind in the first place?
I can think of several reasons. Does this scenario sound familiar?
As a naturally minded individual, you decide to find a natural hoof care professional for your equine companion. You’ve done your research and your expectations are high for hiring a professional.
It was a beautiful day in the fall of 2009 in Texas. I’d been preparing myself and my young three year old, Ransom, for his first début in the limelight. He’s such a big ham and loves to be the center of attention, so to him it was an adventure.
I pulled up to the barn Ransom would stay in at Will Rogers Coliseum in Fort Worth, TX and then got ready to unload him.
Although he was such a young horse, I felt confident he was prepared. Additionally, I knew our partnership was strong enough to handle any surprise that cropped up.
Picture this, your farrier or natural hoof trimmer stops by to trim your horse. As he drives up to your barn, you glance at the clock and realize you lost track of time. In a rush, you throw on your coat and run out the door to greet him.
As you approach the truck from the passenger side, he rolls down his window and you say, “I’ll be with you in a minute. I have to get Jewels out of the pasture.”
As you approach Jewels’ living area, you call out her name. She stops eating grass and looks toward you with ears forward, happy to see you.
She meets you half way, then offers to gently put her nose in the halter you’re holding. From there, you and Jewels head to the barn for her hoof care pedicure.