Christina Cline has been trimming the horses every month for nine months and it has never rained while she was at Farcical Farm. On a couple of occasions I have cleared out the garage just in case, but it appears (to me) as though she travels in a pocket of dry weather (she assures me that she does not). Today it was chilly and sunny when she arrived (not in a goat van VW, but it seemed like a good excuse to promote one of my favourite movies).
Both horses are getting better about being trimmed. Tonka used to fuss and pull and sink and wriggle, but now he prefers to nap. Raven used to kick out randomly with her hinds but today she stood like a statue. In both cases I think that their improved behaviour follows from their improved health and circumstances. Poor Raven was stiff on the right hock when Christina put it down, and strained to hold herself up for work on the hind left, but she did it like a trooper. After a conversation with Kerstin this morning I will hold off riding her for another week at least, but we are supposed to start trotting sets up and down the pasture on Wednesday. I think this means I have to trot too.