Mare, 15 hands, overweight, recurring laminitis. I’d committed to memory the very little information given to me about this new project horse, and yet I still didn’t feel very confident. Her issues sounded manageable enough, but surely she wouldn’t be coming here for something so easy to handle?
The dry lots were empty, aside from the slow feeders filled with hay, waiting for the new inhabitants to arrive. A few people were working with their projects here, and on...
