When I went out this morning, Beautiful looked about normal. I'm going to go back out later and walk her around some more, just to make sure she's putting weight on the back feet like she should.
Also, my male farrier is coming next week, and he couldn't get her back legs last time, so I'm going to pick up her feet a lot this weekend to prepare.
I don't really think they need trimmed, but he might want to file them a little to get her used to him.
We lost one of our barn cats--probably to owls or hawks--#1. These cats break my heart. I don't think I can get another one. (Maybe I'll see if Spokanimal can deliver me a completely feral cat--one that is the color of dead grass).
We moved the surviving sister inside, like she always wanted. I'll have to get a picture of her lounging around on the bed.
Right now we have no barn cats.