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I Quit.

(should I go ahead and apologize because I find drawing these little craptastic cartoons incredibly cathartic?) (sorry not sorry) First, we have the mild colic. Then, the Archer...

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Shod.

Remember when I said that work sucked, but it was going to get better?  Well, there was a period of about two weeks in which it was sorta-better,...

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Anomalous.

After going through the HOLY SHIT MY HORSE IS DYING episode last week, I was hoping that this weekend would be a return to normalcy.  Or something.  Spoiler:...

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Drained.

I'm fortunate in that I don't remember a lot of the time when Archie was anhydrotic.  (Score one for head injuries!)  I go back to this a lot,...

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The C Word.

In humans, it's cancer. In horses, it's colic. I got that dreaded text at 7:30 this morning.  I was in the midst of dressing for work.  And after...

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Runaway.

Since y'all aren't local and most people outside of the Southeast don't specifically venture into Savannah, Georgia, let me share a little bit of local horse news with...

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Nitty Gritty.

It's been a while since I've done a weekend recap.  So let's do that. Friday I don't remember. In the voice of Bane: Speak of the devil and he...

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The 17th.

I can't believe that I haven't written about the Big Guy's birthday. So, about a week ago, Archie turned seventeen.  I was very fortunate to have found his...

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