Of Horses, Errant Staples, and a Country Vet

This evening while doing chores, Bobby noticed a cut on Pokey’s rump. On closer examination it was easy to see we needed stitches. Bobby found a staple where it shouldn’t have been which was evidently the culprit. We are blessed here with a good country vet- you know, all the James Herriot stories? I calledContinue reading “Of Horses, Errant Staples, and a Country Vet”