October 14, 2004 We had a horse surgery yesterday on a five month old colt. He hadn't been weaned, or even really halter broke yet, so we were having to deal with him and his mom. She wasn't too bad, but he was a little hellion. I was holding him, minding my own business, when Dr. C asked me a question. I turned my head to look at her when the little twit bit me. Did he bite me a nice sensible place, like on the arm..ha! No, he bit me, and this will probably be too much information for some of you, on the top of my boob. It hurt like hell. I slapped his neck so hard I ended up hurting my hand. Evil little twit. Surgery went well though, and he was an angel under anesthesia, so I guess I can't complain too much. I just got some new charcoal pencils, so I am going to go test them out. I am in a very draw-y (it's my diary and I'll make up words if I want to) mood today. <-//->
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