On September 11th, my equine vet, Dr. Brown, came calling. Twice a year, she graces us with her expertise, vaccinations and dentistry skills.
The horses are sedated before attempting to float their teeth with a power grinder.
One tequila, two tequila...
...three tequila, floor.
Axel was numb to the world for about an hour.
The three of them racked up a $700 bar tab.
Small price to pay to keep them all in tip top shape.
Here's a picture of my Percheron team a year before they died...both 27 years old. Ancient by draft horse standards, but healthier than most half their age. Enough said.