Gift Horse
“Catman stood in the stallway, holding Nelson.
“Catman! You’re here!” I cried. I thought of a million things at once—call the vet, get my first-aid kit.
“Had to be here,” Catman said. “Walked back. Cool service though. Gracie cool?”
M had his head pressed to the stall wall, staring in at the mare. Nickers snorted and pawed the ground.
Catman joined us in Nickers’ stall. “Did you tell her?”
M didn’t answer.
“Do it, man,” Catman said. “Or I will.”
“Tell her what? Gracie?” I had to be the sensible ...one here. Think. “Catman, go inside and call Dr. Stutzman. Number’s right by the phone. M, bring out my first-aid kit. Now!”
Catman left. Gracie curled her lip, pawed, rubbed her tail against the wall. Then I remembered I hadn’t told Catman what to say on the phone. I ran after him. Snow fell hard and swirled under the light of a few bright stars. “Catman!” He turned and jogged back to me. “Tell Doc Gracie’s water broke, and he needs to get over here fast!”MoreLess
“Catman! You’re here!” I cried. I thought of a million things at once—call the vet, get my first-aid kit.
“Had to be here,” Catman said. “Walked back. Cool service though. Gracie cool?”
M had his head pressed to the stall wall, staring in at the mare. Nickers snorted and pawed the ground.
Catman joined us in Nickers’ stall. “Did you tell her?”
M didn’t answer.
“Do it, man,” Catman said. “Or I will.”
“Tell her what? Gracie?” I had to be the sensible ...one here. Think. “Catman, go inside and call Dr. Stutzman. Number’s right by the phone. M, bring out my first-aid kit. Now!”
Catman left. Gracie curled her lip, pawed, rubbed her tail against the wall. Then I remembered I hadn’t told Catman what to say on the phone. I ran after him. Snow fell hard and swirled under the light of a few bright stars. “Catman!” He turned and jogged back to me. “Tell Doc Gracie’s water broke, and he needs to get over here fast!”MoreLess
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