One of the benefits of working at a horse-related publication that’s situated less than 10 miles from Dorado’s barn is that I’m able to run to the barn during my lunch break should the need arise. On Tuesday, I made one such trip so our farrier could squeak Dorado’s reset in between all the horses on his agenda preparing for the Thoroughbred sales currently taking place. As it were, this is the second shoeing in a row that the sales have “gotten in our way.” Dorado really needs to work on timing his hoof care needs better! (Just kiddingÉ)