We circled around the ranch with Speedy flipping his tail over his back and prancing by. With all of that adrenaline coursing through his veins, he looked quite sound. And actually, when we got back to their pens, I trotted him out on the grass, and he looked perfectly sound. It was only on the hard packed road that I could see a bit of unevenness in his stride. He'll be good to go in another day or so.
Now, if I can just kick this cold quickly, everything will be right in my little corner of the world, especially since it's Friday of a three day weekend.