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High Tech Talk

I have been a veterinarian since 1969. Within a week of graduating from vet school I was working in a general practice in a rural area of New Hampshire. Cell phones did not exist. Most vets had a wired- in Motorola radio mounted under the dashboard to talk with their…

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I should have . . .

Christmas surprised me again this year, and I found myself saying once more, “I should have done my shopping earlier.”  This article is a small collection of regrets that I have heard from people in our horse community.  Perhaps the new year is a good time to get some stuff…

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The Dishrag and the Nail

When you push the start button on our dishwasher there is a delay, then in a minute you hear the pump start, the upper and lower whirligigs spin, and the water splash around inside. This time there was the usual click when I pushed the button, but after that, nothing.…

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Horses Raising Kids

My wife and I were on vacation in Florida this winter. We re-connected with a former client who now lives in St Augustine. When I was attending her horse in Maine over 20 years ago, she was a teen ager at a very active stable with an emphasis on kids.…

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Two for One

Mother and daughter run the farm together. They have had horses for years and know what they are doing. This April I was asked to do some chiropractic work on two of their horses. I did that, and then they said, “hey, while you are here…..” It turns out that…

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Buttons

I’ll never forget my first solo attempt at surgery on a horse. A work horse in the next town was cut and needed suturing. I got directions to the place and was there shortly. No one was around when I drove in, but tied to a ring on the side…

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The Disappearing Foal

I usually write my articles to inform. If that is what you are looking for, you can stop reading right here, as you won’t learn a thing from this one. It’s a true story that happened some 30 years ago, and I am still laughing about it. I usually don’t…

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Raw Exposure

A few years back I arrived at a farm to geld a colt. One of the owner’s children and another from the neighborhood were hanging around, obviously curious. I guess they were somewhere around 6 years old. I was surprised when their parents told them to go somewhere else to…

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