How I saved a cat and the cat saved me
I was standing there with a syringe in my hand. In front of me a brown cat purrs loudly. He presses himself against my hand
I was standing there with a syringe in my hand. In front of me a brown cat purrs loudly. He presses himself against my hand
How do you choose this profession? Jakob Hess tells how it came about for him The profession of the farrier is hard and gets to
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