I then hitched them up to the biscuit wagon and took them out for a 45 minute spin up the road. Again, there were very few problems. Bill was a little bit bouncy but started settling down. A flock of sheep were a little scary, but the horses soon learned that their bah is worse then their bite.
It’s been twelve weeks since the accident and it felt really good to hitch up a team and take a wagon for a spin. When I was in the hospital and starting to come out of the drug induced state I was in for the first couple weeks, I remember having constant dreams that I was driving a team to the hospital each day for treatment. When a nurse was talking through an open door to someone outside, I remember asking him in a very loud voice, “Hey do you have a mare out their that needs to be unhitched?” I guess this was quite a bit different from what the hospital staff normally heard, but a perfectly normal question for me.
Tomorrow, I’m going to try to slap a set a shoes on Bill. I’m sure I’m not going to shoe two horses in one day!