Sometimes life just isn’t fair. Sometimes it’s just downright shitty. And sometimes, life as an owner of a pet is really friggin’ terrible as well.
Manne, my fantastic 6-year old azteca, got a terrible diagnosis at a vet clinic last year. I’ve been looking into possible treatments and training methods that might help, but have come up empty handed every time. There simply wasn’t anything to do. And when the only avalible option is to keep him as a pasture decoration, and he happens to be the most social horse I’ve ever met, it’s not really a fair option to just let him stay in a pasture for the rest