*Warning: There are lots of links in this post to make up for the loss of pictures from the ITD my computer contracted.*
The four-legged one, not the teenaged one. I had this whole year-in-review, decade-in-review thing planned for today, but then started my daily blog crawl and it dawned on me how many horse blogs I follow, just look at my profile for the list (note: Preachers and Horse Thieves is not a horse blog, though K. is a hoot and a half; everyone should read his blog).
I know that she's nearby - in Lyons - with the rest of the herd. And I know that she's fine. And I know that it's better for her to be out running with the herd than up at the Lodge where there's no wind cover and it's too cold and miserable to go for a ride anyway. But damn it, I miss her terribly. And I'm terribly envious of my horse blog friends who have their horses either home with them or boarded some place close, who can see their babies any time they want to. And, if the weather's nice, they can just climb on up and away they go.