I think I have recently developed a love/hate relationship with my vet. I LOVE that he has been there for my horses, but boy do I HATE seeing him.
This week has cost me more money than the whole time I've had my horses! (Maybe a slight exaggeration, but shush I'm ranting!) So first my baby boy Nippa decides he's going to somehow, with a wrapped tail, manage to cut open the underside of his dock, right near the arteries. And may I just say, the cheapo $4 tail wrap, unscathed apart from the blood stain! So he gets a vet call out, sedation, gets it all cleaned up and is on a course of antibiotics. Pretty average vet call out, think I can budget in that bill.
Hugo decides now is definitely the right time to go down with major colic. I have literally just walked in the door after spending the last 24 hours (in shifts) walking him around and begging the little so and so to poo. So that one is going to cost me an emergency vet call out, sedation, pain killers, anti-inflammatories, anti-spasmodics & drenching. Sheesh thanks a bunch Hugo, lucky I love you so much!!
Horses! Why do I have them! Oh, wait, I think I remember......