Crawls into Life

youngster struggle
Like a tiny foal taking its first tremulous steps, begins life. These pages are the first inhalations of sweet new dawn in which operatives at the Horse Hospital may communicate with their charges, and indeed the general public, without recourse to the Old Methods.
We gladly abandon telepathy, hydrophony and fluoride-seeding programmes and gratefully embrace this new medium.
Huzzah ! And yet, as with all newborns, this is a delicate time.
Forgive us for errors and odd appearances and disappearances, for broken handles and so on. Let us know what you think of the new place below… and be nice.