The weekend morning was close to becoming afternoon when I pulled myself out of bed and headed to the kitchen for a cup of coffee.It seemed as if the entire house came to life. Tink came bopping down the stairs from his office and the dogs eagerly joined us.As I stirred in the cream, Tink told me that he had a call into the vet about one of our horses who was covered in mud from t...
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