FFS I can't believe it! While the weather has been bad TW has been looking for rides and clinics and stuff for us to do. She had found an endurance training day for me and a physio day for both of us and decided that we were going to aim for a 20miler. Boblet is sorting out the tyre issue on the box and then we would be good to go.
So today the vet dentist lady visited. I had seen my dentist 2 weeks ago but she referred me to this new lady who was hopefully going to sort out my poorly fractured toothypegs. I kicked up a bit of a fuss when TW tried to catch me as I was nomming hay but eventually I came in for a big jab of dopey drugs. Nice. The lady had a good look at my teeth. She said that the fractures were not good and that she couldn't fix them. TW was sad. The vet lady explained that some horses just have wee holes in their teeth which make them prone to fracturing and sometimes the fractures are easy to sort. Mine are not. She suggested that I go to horsepital and see a visiting specialist who will do the operation for me and get my teeth better. My heart sank. TW agreed and gave me lots of cuddles. So did Boblet.
Afterwards I shuffled outside and went back to sleep while the lady did Polly arabs teeth. Then I shuffled down to the field and stood by the gate feeling sorry for myself. TW gave me some nice kisses and Boblet gave me some more scratches. It feels very unfair.
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