Hoof trimmer comes every 8 weeks, zips up the driveway, spends about 20 minutes, appears to easily swipe a rasp around the fella’s feet while chatting about hoof anatomy and equine diet and world peace or whatever, and zips cheerily off into the sunset. Horse’s feet look wonderful. Trimmer is always smiling, horse is always smiling, all good. Trimmer can’t come more often, but fella’s feet get a bit long and chipped between trims, so I thought I’d get a rasp and just do a swipe or two every week or whatever just to keep things tidy.
ARE YOU SH***ING ME? I rasp away with my new, shiny rasp and in return, only the merest miniscule faint dusting of hoof comes off. Horse sighs happily and rests his 1200 pounds on my back, nibbling lovingly at my belt buckles, clearly communicating, “I wuv you, Mom.” The big jerk. More rasping, rasping, rasping, and gasping on my part… still, only the merest gossamer drift of hoof graces the floor of the barn aisle…
I am giving the trimmer a big fat raise. Those feet are like iron. Jeez! I am making no difference at all with the rasp. What is the secret technique amongst trimmers that lets them actually achieve something?