2 years old.
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4 years old.

He’s gotten so big and filled out a ton in the past few months. He came here in December, shorter than Piecey, and now he is taller and kind of resembles a tank.

It may look like his tail has not grown a bit in the past two years, but let me assure you, it has. It was just about down to the ground last summer and then a horse in a neighboring stall chewed it off to a few inches below the hocks (cue massive weeping and gnashing of teeth from yours truly). He has not put on as much tail growth as an older horse would have, since he’s been putting so much energy into growing his massive shoulders as well as breaking things in the barn.

…That will be the name of my novel, which will have a convenient tag line of “Based on a true story!” or maybe “Ripped from the headlines!” to make it edgy. I will need to take some artistic liberties in order to flesh out the story, but I have been known to take A FEW of those in my other writing (not here, of course, this blog is 100% factual).

The other day I was headed out to get Santana spiffed up for some photos. I noticed something out of the corner of my eye by the barn. It was a little fox, hopping along on three legs.


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I followed him as he hopped to the back of the barn to get a drink. He saw me and skeedaddled into the barn, which made everything click. I’d been talking with Mom earlier that morning about the suspicious, uh, “scat” that was near the cat food the past few days. The poor little guy had found a source of food (cat kibble, luckily, and not the actual cats) and was sticking close to it.

He was obviously not in good condition, but I hoped he might rally and get better. I put out some chicken gizzards and hearts for the barn cats with the leftovers for Gimpy.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t meant to be. Gimpy passed away yesterday morning in the barn. Poor little guy, but at least he had a nice straw bed to sleep in, fresh water and some semi-decent food to eat during his last days.

I promise that EVENTUALLY I’ll have all sorts of pictures from our trip to Oregon and Washington. Not now, of course.


Starfish on the beach in Lincoln City, OR.
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Saplings somewhere in the Olympic National Rain Forest

Happy 4th of July!