Horses are for the birds!

Okay, I am sooooo DONE! About a month ago one of our horses, Lady, decided to impale herself on a t-stake in the pasture. After hours, Vet visit number one. Maggie gets burned. Doctor visits, too many to count. Then I go on a girls night to dinner and see Eclipse for the second time. I no sooner than walked in the door and Brenden asks if I heard about the emergency vet visit. A, Nope. After hours, vet visit number two. (Why can no one get hurt when it is cheaper during the day!?) Trent decided to take the kids to the posse grounds and let the kids ride. Grace decided to freak out. ( Still don't know what spooked her.) She reared up and came down on the horse trailer and split her chest open about 12 inches between her front legs. Oh so disgusting. In the process, she got a cut above her eye that took a bunch of stitches. FYI, rarely do they stitch a horse, so yes, if anyone loves disgusting, the wound between her legs is left open. If it were up to me, I would be standing in my front yard with a sign that read: " FREE HORSES!" and "Will work for vet bill relief!"