I'm pretty good at handling my rage and anger, I usually don't get mad so that helps. But every now and then I just get this need to absolutely beat the shit out of something, and that's when I play paintball
Faith cleaned up Lucky's cuts and put cream on her rash after washing her off with the hose. Faith gave Lucky a treat and put her in her stall and opened the back door in the stall that went out to a small pen that she only had access to. The other horses had one of their own aswell. Faith turned the automatic waterer on and put some hay in the trough then went to get some grain from the feed room. she went back to Lucky's stall and put the grain in her hanging bin. Faith left the stall and locked the door. She carried Luckys tack to the tack room and cleaned it after she hung her halter and lead on a hook on the stall.