My master went with me to the smith's forge, to see that I was not hurt or got any fright.

The blacksmith took my feet in his hand, one after the other, and cut away some of the hoof.

It did not pain me, so I stood still on three legs till he had done them all.

Then he took a piece of iron the shape of my foot, and clapped it on, and drove some nails through the shoe quite into my hoof, so that the shoe was firmly on.

My feet felt very stiff and heavy, but in time I got used to it.
And now having got so far, my master went on to break me to harness; there were more new things to wear.