Sometimes I think they do it on purpose … you know, the older horses that have been around forever and know what really ticks you off and how to avoid that, and the ones that know how to put your adrenaline into high gear and follow it with that horsey smile they have?

Saturday night I made my usual second trip to the barn to let Jewell out of her dry lot after her evening feeding of alfalfa (low-sugar diet because of her PSSM). I have this really cool baseball cap that has lights built into the brim, and while it does a good job up close, it really isn’t good for distance