At the Indy 500 parade! This weekend, despite the promise of an extra day with Jack at home, has already
Since moving to Indy, one thought has been at the forefront of my mind: Try and tell me that horse
Happiness to a horse is green grass. One of the first projects we started working on upon moving to our
Our big gelding turned eighteen today. Stoney’s birthday party was rather mild, with rolled oats, molasses, carrots, plenty of green
Patience is walking a horse back to the paddock, only to be yanked to a stop every two feed while
Do you want a baby, Dancer? Dancer always been interested in children and babies. Perhaps it’s because they give up
Like Iowa, Indiana has no trouble growing grass. That is fortunate for people who love to mow and animals that
Jack claims he doesn’t have any particular sentiment regarding animals. Whatcha doin’? But they sure like him.
Yesterday, we made a mad dash to bring the horses home. We had worked long and hard all week, setting
Our neighbor tells us this was a mud wallow for pigs a few years back. That explains a lot. It
It’s not the horses dragging their own posts for their fence. Here, Jack is the beast of burden. Oh, the
This is the kind of math I wish they taught in school: how to calculate the construction and cost of
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