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Originally Posted by Pedigree Ann
Back before WWII, my family farm had at team of black Percherons and a team of lighter horses (for things like the hayrake, the driving of which was my mom's specialty). One day my uncle was grooming one of the Percherons when it merely shifted its weight from one hind leg to the other, pinned said uncle against the wall and cracked his pelvis.
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reminds me of my friend Kat who owns a perch-hanovarian cross, he stumbled coming out of his stall one day and came down hard on her foot breaking numerous bones and severing a tendon in her foot. He meant no harm he is just so huge...and she was wearing street shoes rather than boots (not brilliant).