My poor horse

He did it again.  This time he caught his hoof in the ONE spot on the trailer that was dangerous.  Another vet visit, another vet bill, this time for more than last time, because he had to be sedated during the exam and treatment, got a bunch of shots, and meds.  Poor baby!  He sliced his hoof bulb/wall on the trailer side, and the vet said I got REALLY lucky that he didnt damage himself more than he did.  Also, we got lucky that the vet thinks it will heal up just fine and in time for Pistol to go to Florida still.  Sidenote, Pistol loves my vet, and his truck.  It was so cute when he pulled up, Pistol wanted to go see his truck so badly, but then when the vet got out, his attention shifted to him and wanted to go see him.  He picked his hoof right up for him, and the vet even peeled back the flap that was sliced, and Pistol just stood there.  Now remember, this is the horse that will NEVER pick his feet up for the farrier.  And I warned the vet that Ive never had to do an injection on Pistol, so I had no idea how he would behave, but apparently I didnt need to warn him!  He pinched his neck, inserted the needle, and Pistol didnt even flinch!  I thought about asking him if he did farrier work, since my poor farrier has such a rough time with Pistol. :)  But now I just have to keep an eye on his hoof, try to keep it clean, and give him his antibiotics.  That poor horse is probably thinking that moving in with me was a bad plan, since he's had SO much more happen than he ever did before.  No quiet life with me!  Good thing I have a LBE. :D