Asa patted the sorrel gelding’s rump as he sent him on his way, his eyes following the horse as he trotted off, searching for anything amiss. Everything looked good. He dusted his hands off and set about cleaning up and putting his tools away. Jupiter had been the last horse of the day—no, make that week. Today was Sunday, his usual day off. However, a few horses had to be taken care of before they left. Jupiter had thrown a shoe and was showing a slight lameness. Uneven pressure on his unshod h