The vet came out to x-ray Isis’ feet and make sure that her feet have fully recovered. I was so proud of my little mare. First she was examined for soundness. In the large ring, I freelunged her so she could move about and strut her stuff… She was so good. Perfect, really. One of those rare occassions where she did everything I asked as if she could read my mind. The vet...
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Writing rider
Writing Rider. Writer of tech stuff, blogs, fiction, poetry, nonfiction, and whimsical silliness. Owned by two mares and two tortieshell cats. She/her.