Prince was a beautiful sorrel horse, with a fantastic light coloured mane and tail…another one of the beautiful work horses.
Al took a look at him one morning and saw that there was a big lump on his right shoulder… a fistula…. and it would have to be taken care of right away.
Al came in the kitchen and noticed no one had had their breakfast yet, including me and him.
Al had everything set up… Prince was tied to the fence, but he wanted Prince to have someone controlling his head. That was me!
Ready? Set! Stick the knife in…Even the smell was overpowering as the ‘gook’ squirted out, and the ground came up and hit me. Al had to leave me laying there as his hand was all tied up looking after Prince. I came to after a bit, no worse for wear, and Prince was feeling quite a bit better. I had to take a lot of teasing for the help I gave Al!