WНЕN ТНЕ VЕТЕRINАRIАN SЕЕS ТНЕ ULТRАSОUND, НЕ САLLS ТНЕ РОLIСЕ: WНY?

When farmer Ben saw that his mare was pregnant, he was filled with joy. This meant he would have another horse,which could lead to greater financial wealth if it turned out to be a good horse. After waiting for months, the moment was almost here.

The belly was swollen, and the mare showed signs of being about to give birth. But strangely, she refused to deliver even with a huge belly. Ben decided to go to the local vet to get an ultrasound.

When the vet saw the ultrasound, he immediately called the police. But what was wrong with the mare? And what had Ben done wrong? Let’s uncover this curious case.

As the police also lived in this small town, any action was considered good action. There really wasn’t much to do here; everyone knew each other, and crime was quite low.

In fact, the local police department had practically nothing to do during the day, as there wasn’t much law enforcement to handle, so it was as exciting as any other case.

When the police finally arrived, they helped the vet calm the almost lifeless giant horse. But the police not only assisted the vet; they also came to talk to Ben. “Sir, we need you to come with us, it’s important.”

Ben was in sh.ock. He had only asked the vet to come and help his mare give birth. What had he done wrong? Horse births should be a fairly straightforward process.

Horses often give birth without assistance, and foals usually come out of their mothers already knowing how to walk and gallop despite being born just minutes earlier. Truly, horses are one of the easiest animals to assist in giving birth, and Ben knew it.

Ben answered questions about himself and the mare he had owned since his youth. When he answered all the questions, he heard disbelief coming from the operating room. “I can’t believe it!” said the vet.

But what had the vet found inside the horse that surprised him so much? What left them stunned?

The average conception rate (with artificial insemination) is around 60%, indicating that getting 90% of mares pregnant generally takes two or three cycles.

You’ve already doubled or tripled your veterinary expenses just trying to get your mare pregnant at this rate. Getting a mare pregnant takes a lot of work, making this occasion stressful for Ben.

“Sorry for the Delay…” Began the Letter Discovered Among My Deceased Mother’s Possessions

I thought I knew everything about my family until my mother passed away unexpectedly. I felt lost without her. To remember her, I moved back into the old house where I grew up, surrounded by cherished memories, pictures on the walls, her favorite books, and the familiar scent of lavender.

One day, I felt drawn to the attic, especially a closet that had always been a mystery. My mom never discussed what was inside, and as a child, I never asked. But now, I was ready to explore.

On a rainy afternoon, I opened the closet door. Dust danced in the light as I pulled out a box filled with postcards, unfamiliar photos, and jewelry I’d never seen her wear. Among the items was an old letter addressed to my mother. Its yellowed paper felt ancient, and I wondered why she had kept it hidden.

Curiosity took over as I opened the envelope. The letter began with an apology for not writing sooner. It was from someone named John, reminiscing about their past together. As I read, I discovered he had loved her deeply and hinted that the man I knew as my father was not my biological dad.

The realization hit me hard. My entire life had been based on a lie. I felt a mix of anger and confusion. Who was this John, and why did my mom never tell me about him? I knew I had to uncover the truth.

The next day, I visited Mrs. Natalie, our neighbor who knew my mom well. I asked her about John. She explained that he was a man my mother once loved but had vanished from her life, leaving her with a painful memory. I left her house with more questions than answers.

Driven by a need to learn more, I followed clues to a small town where John might be living. When I finally found his house, my heart raced. John opened the door, recognizing me immediately. He welcomed me in, and I learned he had loved my mother and never knew about me until years later. He had chosen to stay away to respect the life she had built.

After our conversation, I returned home, feeling a mix of emotions. I knew I had to tell my dad, David, about everything I had discovered. When I shared the news, he listened patiently and expressed his love for me. “Emma”, he said gently: “You are my daughter, no matter what”.

In the end, I found peace within myself. I decided to build a relationship with John while cherishing the bond I had with David. What mattered most was the love we shared, no matter the secrets of the past.

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