Buddy is doing well this morning, no evidence of him having been down and rolling last night (my grass is so wet from the sprinkler you can tell when he rools because he leaves a big ole horseprint) and he was at the gate waiting for me this morning. Never did get the vet, which friggin pisses me off. I'm glad the other one gave me the banamine. I'm going to take a drive to my vet later today and see wtf happened. It is a different way of doing things though, because he is just one guy- he's his own secretary, appointment scheduler, phone answerer. I think he has someone to hold horses, but that's it. Maybe his phone was out or something?


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roro wrote:
Your physical hands may be clean but your spiritual ones are infested with evil