Horse Refuses To Give Birth, When The Vet Sees The Ultrasound He Calls The Police.. For More Check Comment Below

When farmer Ben saw that his horse was pregnant, he was full of joy. It meant that he was about to have another horse, which could lead to more financial wealth if it was a ‘good’ horse. After waiting for months, the moment was nearly there. The belly was heavy and the horse was showing signs of going into labor.

The horse was about to give birth. But strangely enough, it refused to give birth even with a giant stomach. 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 horse? And what did Ben do wrong? Let’s find out about this curious case…

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However, all of this was fiction. A common version of this story ends with the revelation that a “hidden tracking chip” or “illegally implanted chip” was found inside Felicia. According to the story, that device would have enabled one of the horse’s breeders to find and steal Felicia in the future. Police apprehend the breeder and Felicia gives birth to a foal named Siempre. In other words, the story ends in a happy manner.

This story is an example of what’s known as glurge. The term is defined by Dictionary.com as “stories, often sent by email, that are supposed to be true and uplifting, but which are often fabricated and sentimental.”

 

As for the picture of the severely-obese horse, we found where it originated after doing a reverse-image search on TinEye.com. The image, which was doctored, was one of 36 submissions in an Adobe Photoshop contest from 2011. The creator’s handle was displayed as mykalirevon. The rules for the “Obeastity 6” contest told entrants to “take a normal-sized or naturally-skinny animal and make it fat, or take a fat animal and make it even fatter!”

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