04/23/2026
Some of our girls got their feet done today by the best of the best! š„°
A Love Letter to Farriers from Veterinarians
Dear Farrier, our partner in grime and glue,
We see the world a lot like you do.
Tired and sore, back screaming by noon,
Wondering quietly, will I be done soon?
Your anvil rings, our syringes click,
Both of us dodging a well-aimed kick.
Because horses, bless them, majestic and grandā
Can still try to kill you with one hind stand.
Your jobās no jokeāitās sweat, skill, and art,
Balancing angles down to the smallest part.
While someone leans in with a confident tone,
āI saw on YouTubeāyou could just fix that bone?ā
Ah yes, the experts, they come in droves,
With opinions on angles, breakover, and toes.
As if a trim is a quick little tweak,
Not a craft youāve spent decades to perfect each week.
We get itāwe do. We hear it all too:
āCanāt you just inject it and make it like new?ā
As if biology bends to demand,
Like a wrench in a very determined hand.
But you know, and we know, and deep down itās trueā
Thereās no magic shortcut for what we both do.
No instant fixes, no overnight cure,
Just patience and practice and knowledge thatās sure.
Out in the cold, with fingers gone numb,
Wind howling loud, making conversations dumb,
Youāre under a horse, weāre holding a leadā
Both wondering why we didnāt choose a desk job indeed.
And yet here we are, side by side,
Egos aside, with horses our guide.
Because when we work together, not apart,
Thatās when the magic really can start.
You shape the hoof, we treat whatās within,
Two halves of a wholeāwhere soundness begins.
So hereās to the texts, the calls, and the plans,
The āwhat do you think?ā and ācan you come scan?ā
We love our farriersāsteady and true,
Thereās no better teammate we could ask for than you.
So letās keep collaborating, hoofbeat by hoof,
Keeping horses comfortable, balanced, and sound from the ground up.
With respect, sore backs, and frozen toes,
And a deep understanding of how this all goesā
Sincerely,
Equine Veterinarians