Over at A Different Route, Joe Beth has a story about The Great Horse Escape. It reminded me of something that happened sometime during our recent Hip Gimp days. It was a Saturday, I believe. There were several bands of thunderstorms with strong winds blowing through, and there was a lot of rain. The power
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“Here Jack!” Or, if you are of a mind, “Here Kyle!”* And more often than not, he comes– especially if you have a carrot in your hand. The other day we drove the truck into the pasture and he came right up. I did learn that petting him across the barbed wire was foolish and