Once upon a time, in a country that didn’t run itself, a horse supplement company invented a cure for laminitis.
This cure, let’s call it LamiSafe, was like the holy grail of horse-care products because when administered to ponies who previously went lame on lush summer grass, LamiSafe prevented lameness and the pony was suddenly once again able to graze safely.
I bought this miracle product after my farrier recommended it and, though sceptical at first, for I have rarely found a supplement of any kind that did what it said on the tin, I was amazed to find that it worked.
Gracie, the skewbald pony, was suddenly as sound as a pound in a limited grazing paddock even though she is the greediest little pony in the west and can stuff her face until she’s lame on the smallest amount of grass.
‘Hallelujah! Behold a miracle,’ I told my farrier when he next came to shoe her and found her tip-top.

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