Hickory's a little sore

Got his feet done and he's letting me know he doesn't like his new feet. I'm hoping he'll be back to sound by next week, when we are supposed to go to the clinic. IF we can go. My truck is in the shop. Wheel bearing went on it. Not that it takes long too fix, but the garage won't fix it without my lesser half's say. Sexist bastards. And I can't move it without risking totally ruining it.
On a positive note, both are doing well. I've still got them out on pasture. They seem to be enjoying just being out with the others. They come to me when I go out there to see them. Of course, I'm pretty sure Penny just loves me because she knows who doles out the oats. I'm heading out again after supper. Hickory will be brought in and separated in a closer pen so that I don't need to walk over a mile to go get him. Gotta do some groundwork.