Early the next morning Cliff came to jerome's stall and put a halter on him. Snapping a lead rope to the halter Cliff lead him out of the barn and around back. Unable to see directly ahead of him in his new horse body, and not yet having learned to constantly shift his head position while walking. Jerome walked straight into the special restraining rack, used to keep the horses restrained for the vet. Once inside, he realized at once were he was. Nickering and looking around nervously, Jerome wondered what was going on. Normally he knew the rack was use to hold animals still while the vet gave them shots or whatever. As cliff moved around the rack fastening the restrains, Jerome became more and more nervous. Suddenly he felt a sharp burning pain in his big buttocks. Glancing back he saw the vet toss away a used needle. Jerome could feel his rump and thigh's going quickly numb. As he watched the vet come back out of the barn, a strange device in his hand's. Cliff stepped up to pat him on the nose saying. "Sorry boy..but King Largo's the only brood stud we can have around here!" Huh jerome thought confused for a second by Cliff's words. "So your goina use the burdizzo on him huh doc?" Cliff said softly.
"Yes I've found it works just as well and theres no cutting."
"Burdizzo!" Jerome squealed struggling suddenly at the restrains. He'd heard of that device...his uncle used one on his sheep ranch!
"Heh look at him struggle." Cliff snorted. "It's almost like he knows your goina geld him."
"Horse's are smarter than folks give them credit for...but then most animals are." The vet grunted as he fit the steel jaws of the burizzo over Jerome's massive equine scrotum. Positioning the cords and blood vessels so that the jaws would bite into them just right.
From her stall David watch and whickered laughter at Jerome's prediciment. "Well he wanted to be a horse...and he got his wish..he'll be a geldling from now on!" David thought snorting.