You know i lost my Bootz 2 weeks ago today. He had a drug reaction and died at the end of my lead rope, with Brian and I struggling with him and then weeping atop him. Poor Bootz, I miss him; our property is smaller now.

Today i went and looked at a rescue type horse. He was cute, nice eye, seeming good temperament, horriblly neglected feet, like 2 inches long with one shoe broken in half at the  toe and…. the owner saying. Oh he lost a shoe, as if shoes should last longer than  5 months or so….

I know if Brian had been there we would have brought the horse home, in fact I could have brought him home a week to work him. I was afraid if i brought him i would not have been able to return him.

i just got this feeling, i don’t want to do this. i don’t want to take this horse. it’s too much work. So, this title could be misleading.