All the Pretty Horses

Yep, you guessed it - to change her mind... and I do, quite frequently. What I can't do is sell my buddies. Not now. Not while there is still a chance for everything to work out in our favor. Before Jeff woke up I browsed through some pics and stumbled acrossed a video clip of Padre I'd forgotten about. He was playing in his water trough, splashing the water out of it with his muzzle. I asked him if he was having fun and he nodded his head fervently. I asked him another question and he looked at me a bit, seeming to think on it, then he nodded his head with even more passion and popped his lips. As I imagined myself in the future and in the situation of having lost the horses and my job and looking at these pics and videos as though looking back on the past, my heart ached and I missed my buddies terribly. That's when I knew - I can't lose them while there is still hope... hope for a future with them in it. Yes, I can always get new horses, but the ones I have are the ones I want, and isn't that what everyone is looking for - to actually want what you have? I am happy with what I have. I'll stand pat and see where life takes us.

Oh, and I changed my mind on the competition this weekend, too. I'm not going tomorrow. I will go July 1st... that one is just a few miles down the road and, for the same price to enter, pays out really well. Then, I will see how I feel about the run on the following weekend.