Hi my name is Åsa. It's Swedish and sounds like Ossa. I started out as a farrier but always had more fun doing the barefoot
horses. I saw too much pathology in the shod horses and when a lady needed a barefoot trimmer I started to study again. Fell head
over heels for it. I traveled around the whole country learning from amazing hoof care providers. I certified with AANHCP as a Field
instructor and I try to attend as many Pete Ramey clinics as I can. We have know started Pacific Hoof Care Practitioners which is
an educational program and a list of competent barefoot farriers. A little while ago I was accepted by the AHA. I live in
Las Vegas NV with my husband Chris and our two dogs, Boomer and Wolfie and our cat Pelle.
Boomer was adopted while we were bying dog food at Petsmart.
I begged to buy Sirocco and lucky me they gave up and sold him to me
Chase was also adopted, a long time ago. Chris( My husband) was not adopted
Wolfie is the evil one. She was adopted
Sirocco has been barefoot since 2005. I thought that if I did everything right he would have "rock" crushing feet” in no time but
I realized that even with perfect living condition (gravel paddock, herd environment and the right kind of food) I still feel he benefits
from boots when I trail ride. That way I don't ever worry about where we go and how far we go. He is comfortable on all surfaces
but with the added weight of a rider I feel safer knowing his feet are protected out there. We ride mostly out in the desert and do
very little dreaded arena work.
Wolfie is now around six years of age and she is the trouble maker in the family. At the moment she is attending classes at Sit mean
Sit and we watch the Dog Whisperer every chance we get.
Chase left us on Sep 11th 07. He had cancer. We miss him so much.
Boomer is the good son. He is always happy. He came to us when we were out buying dog food. We brought Wolfie to see if they would
get along and they were best friends the same day.
Pelle is our newest family member. We adopted him from Lied's Animal shelter the spring of 2009. We where worried that Wolfie would eat him but we have been very lucky. Pelle talks too much. He has a very strong voice. We are so happy we adopted him.