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Warning This page contains graphic images of a dying horse. You should have read the disclaimer. First, though, a couple of not very good photos of Miss Teak in good health. We never seem to have taken any good ones.
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When we had breakfast on the 26th, we noticed one of the horses lying on its side. That's pretty common, and Yvonne made a joke about it. It wasn't until I noticed the horse still there some hours later, quite a way from the other horses, that I went to take a look. This is what I saw. Miss Teak, the horse I had been training, had obviously caught her foot in the fence.
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Digby came and shot her. The following photos are after the shot.
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He cut her throat to let the blood out; the doggers won't take the horse otherwise.
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