Thing the first:
Got a call from the barn manager yesterday while I was on a work conference call. Tristan went out for turnout, rolled, and stood up lame on his RF. Mild swelling in the fetlock, a teensy bit up into the tendon sheath, no heat except the barn manager thought she might have felt a bit of heat at the coronet band. They iced and buted. I worked until 11pm.
I’m back at work this morning and waiting for an update. I’ll cold hose tonight.
Fingers crossed he just tweaked something.
Thing the second: