Beyond the Buzz: Observing the Problem

It was the relentless, high-pitched buzzing that finally broke me. Watching my mare, Juniper, spend her summer days in a state of frantic agitation—head tossing, tail swishing, skin twitching—was a special kind of torture. We tried sprays, we tried wipes,…

Our Fly Mask Trial: Finding the Right Fit

It was the relentless head-shaking that first caught my attention. My mare, Juniper, normally a picture of calm in her summer paddock, had developed a frantic, almost desperate rhythm of tossing her head against the flies. No amount of tail…