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Jethara Sethart

Baby Horses Die In Government Pens

From: The Mountain Mouth “We Don’t Count Foals” It’s July. Outside Reno, Nevada, in the baking desert, a tiny mustang foal tries to lie down to get the sleep her growing bones needs. But there is no shade; the sun burns as relentlessly as the circling flies. She folds her stick-like legs, and thuds to Full Article