I don’t remember if I’ve mentioned this, but Dalton hates getting into the trailer.  He will happily get in if another horse is in there, but alone, not so much.

Even when he was at Gillian’s, she had a lot of trouble taking him anywhere alone in the trailer.  Since she had to ride several horses a day to keep them in shape, he ended up going with other horses often, which was fine with him.

He never got over his ‘thing’ about trailering alone.

Well, when he came home, I knew this was going to be an issue, so we worked on loading him in the trailer, hooking him, latching the divider and then leaving.  I’d come right back, give him a cookie and let him out.

That was working fine.

Then, one day 3 weeks ago, I actually drove off with him and took him riding.

He seemed fine.

FAMOUS LAST WORDS.

I reiterate.  He seemed fine.

But, he wouldn’t get into the trailer after that.

He might put in a foot or two, but it was NO DICE getting in.

I didn’t know what to do or what I had done.  Was the road too bouncy?  I know I always drive slowly and cautiously… did he hate the trail ride?  He seemed happy…  He got in to go home…  What happened?

I even had his teeth checked, just in case they clattered or cut him while traveling.

He was fine, but trailering was all a no-go.  Nothing was working.

So, I dug deep into my bag of tricks and decided to ask an animal communicator.

MR.GOOGLE LED ME TO NANCY MELLO.

I asked Mr. Google who were the best animal communicators, and he told me about the top 10.

Perusing websites gave me hunches… and I picked Nancy Mello.  She didn’t have any appointments available for quite a while, but she had an option of ONE QUESTION for $50 and it would be answered within 96 hours.

That seemed fair.

So I paid and offered this question: Dalton, we need to trailer for fun activities… what can I do to help you get into the trailer?

Her answer came two days later.

And, this morning, on my first try after receiving Nancy’s answer, this happened:

HE WOULDN’T GET OUT.

Dalton was so proud of himself.  I mean it.  He was glowing.  And, he wouldn’t get out.  I literally had to take off his lead rope and walk away before he hopped out.

NANCY’S WEBSITE AND INFORMATION.

I’m not going to say it will work for you, but it sure worked for me.

website: https://nancymello.com/

Tell her that Dalton and I sent you…

I’m writing this just in case someone out there may need to feel solidarity.

You see, there is nothing wrong with his foot.

After 2 – X-ray$ and a thorough vet exam, they could find nothing.  Yet, it was something for about a week.  He kept chewing on his little toe, it was very red and he was limping.

I took him to the vet on the day that it appeared to be getting better.  But I thought it best to make sure.

I probably should have waited another day…

Yup.  Nothing.  The vet could find nothing.  (It had resolved itself…).  But the vet wanted to make sure he didn’t chew his toe to bits so…

Poor guy.  But at least the toe will heal from whatever it was, without him licking it raw.

And, I had the pleasure of paying for it – my impatient peace of mind.  (This is the part that some of you may relate to the most…).

If I had only waited one more day, I bet neither of us would be going through this.  I know if it was my own toe, I probably would have waited until it was almost falling off before going to the DR.  However, with my animals, not so much.  The animals get attention right away.