Ahahahaha...came across this thread while searching, because You Know What happened.
Huey seems to think that the threshold of his stall has some kind of magical powers to do I don't even know what...but whatever they are, it makes him need to cross it and get into the safety of his stall as fast as possible. Because of this, I usually make him HO and oblige him to stand for a second or two before we go in.
Today he was more souped-up than usual and when I gave him the HO! he took an extra step...that put his big **** hoof and his gigantic **** shoe squarely on top of my cowboy boot. Holy cow that hurt. So there I am hollering and swearing and yelling at him to BACK DAMMIT, and he is confused because, well, one minute everything was groovy and he could see his hay, and the next minute mom is a raving screaming lunatic.
Fortunately (or UNfortunately in this case) he knows that when he gets confused, the best thing to do is to yield his hindquarters and wait for further instructions. Which meant that he then put ALL his weight on those two front legs while he pivoted his butt around at light speed...GRINDING his hoof into my shoe.
That just caused the yelling to crank up to biblical wrath-of-God levels, and he finally decided it was a good idea to back up. Thank heavens for that. Also thank heavens for my cowboy boots.
The leather on the boot is all scarred up now, but I don't *think* anything is broken. Getting a full set of Technicolor Toes, though, that's for sure...