Dudes! Not sure what happened, but like my front hoof feels like a NFL football. It hurts like a son of a mare and is really nasty lookin' and you wouldn't believe the crazy stuff comin' out of it. Yuk! All green, gray, black and yellowy pus and things that look like things I don't want to think 'bout. Good thing horses don't hurl chunks.
Anyway, the vet came buy and played around a little and the next thing I know I'm wearin' somethin' on the bad hoof that looks like somethin' I saw on "Sea Hunt". Yeah, some of us hang out at the barn at night watchin' the old re-runs. Not too bad though, it matches the halter.
So, like I have to stand with this bootie over my hoof for 20 minutes at a time while it "soaks". If I wanted to soak something, it would probably be my owner's head. Oh wait, sorry, I'm tryin' real hard not to be so mean to him. Well, I did let him put this bootie thing on me tonight without a fuss. Course I didn't feel like makin' a fuss either.
Like I said, don't know what happened. Likely someone in the herd kicked me or somethin'. It's tuff livin' with the herd.....it's a tuff crowd..but I love 'em.
Oh yeah, guess I have a new name now....."peg leg", but the herd calls me "Peg" for short.
That's it for now.
Pasta manyana! That's French for "later dudes".
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