I’ve been a little busy lately learning a new craft. In the interest of not having Republicans visit the house, we’ve decided to learn enough farriery to keep our mules’ feet trimmed ourselves. It’s working out pretty good, mostly because the animals are more relaxed around us.
The trade is filthy with fundamentalists and white separatists, and I’ve really never been interested in the opinions of this particular guild of yard boys on topics other than hoof rot.