reflections
March 7th, 2010 Crockett sees the chiropractor

How cool is that?  Crockett is on his way to being a super athlete! 

Our neighbor, Dr. Dave Barton is an equine and human chiropractor and the only reason we can walk in the morning after trimming 22 horses in one day.  Yes, he’s that good!

Tonight he stopped in to the barn to pay Crockett a visit.

Now let me tell you.  The other day I was talking with Dave’s trainer Jen and holding one of their horses.  I wasn’t aware that Dave had entered the barn.  Louise, their mare began pulling on me.  Gently at first, then more adamantly.

Just then, Dave entered the arena.  Louise about fell over herself trying to get to him.

That’s the way horses see Dave.  They love him.

It was no different for Crockett.

He’s been out of the holding pen a mere 48 hours and he’s gentle enough that Dave was able to manipulate and palpate all his sore spots. 

His hooves are horribly long and it’s showing up in his withers, neck, poll and pelvis.

But twenty minutes with Dave and ol’ Crockett was falling all over himself to be friends with Dave.

If I’m not careful, he might end up liking Dave more than me…hee hee hee  That would be OK.  Dave’s worthy.

Dave, by the way, and his wife, Katie Barton, are also the neighbors who have given Crockett his wonderful home.

We have a great place, 200 acres with a little old farm house and some shelter, but no secured areas for wild mustangs….yet.  So I owe a great deal to Dave and Katie.  You’ll be hearing more about them later.  They are absolutely fabulous people and I am certain that one of the reasons Crockett is adjusting so fast is because their barn is the type of barn that if angels could be heard singing you would hear them there.  It’s full of light, laughter, positive attitudes and deleriously happy horses.

Crockett couldn’t be in a better place.  All of the horses have told him what a wonderful place Barton’s barn is and this evening when I came to visit him he didn’t have a care in the world.  He’s munched down about 3 bales of hay already and he took a nice long nap in his deeply bedded stall.  Yep, life’s good for the little mustang that could.

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