The Trip to the Vet..........Examining the Hock.....

Most days I couldn't get this colt to walk out of his stall without the young horse taking a dislike to my involvement. He was born an independent little varmint and really thinks life should be lived on his terms. The handful of times he has been haltered he's let me know he's not fond of that thing on his face and even less fond of being asked to go anywhere he's not prepared to go.

Since the loss of his mother the colt has become more dependent but only on Dare. He clings to her like he's afraid she just might disappear some day out of the blue like his mother did. I wasn't