I have put ads in 3 online horse classifieds and a local paper. How am I going to sell him? I also emailed to "no kill" rescues in my town to see if they can take him. I feel like such a worm. How I love that old f a r t. Lately he just seems like such a headcase though. I wonder if horses sense their impending doom. Although there is no Mosey doom.

This morning I went down to feed him and he started pawing the steel shelter...bang bang bang...then the neighbors dog started barking at me. Like the mongrel have never seen me before. Between the two I wanted to scream.

And Hannah has got her mind on a new horse. Typical kid. The newness of Mosey has worn off so she does not even care anymore. I think she has grown resentful of him. I guess I can understand. When I fell off Dubie I felt very disconnected from him until I started gaining my confidence back. I wonder how long her interest in horses will last? Hopefully she never discovers boys or that will be the end.