My first horse, a high strung Arabian, hated vets to the point of attacking them on sight. You don’t want that. Believe me, you don’t want that.
Something, nothing, everything. Mostly horses.
Something, nothing, everything. Mostly horses.
My first horse, a high strung Arabian, hated vets to the point of attacking them on sight. You don’t want that. Believe me, you don’t want that.