The shipper came, I led her down to the trailer. She paused at the doorway and looked inside. I showed her the bucket of grain I was holding and let her think about it for a minute. And then she loaded right up.
A little bit of paperwork to sign, and then the trailer pulled away. As it disappeared out of sight down the road, Bonnie whinnied goodbye to our farm. From the stallion paddock, Senter answered.
And then she was gone.
Saturday, January 12, 2008