So, the time came around for Bob’s tooth removal, and the days leading up to it, I was a bag of nerves for him. I made sure I squeezed in every ride I could, knowing he will be out of work for two to three or even four weeks. To my surprise, the morning of the operation it was very dark as we were leaving early for the journey, but Bob had no hesitation on loading into the horsebox. As it was so dark, I kept the light on to help reassure him and allowed for us to see him on the camera. He travelled brilliantly and we arrived earlier than expected and to my amazement, he happily stood on the box with me sitting in the back with him.