Zeke

I finally found the camera. Yeah!!

I'd forgotten that not too long after bringing Zeke home I took some pictures of him. Normally I try to take pics of all the new animals. I somehow let Longhorn slip through the cracks on getting any pics. It's been so crazy around here lately.

The following are pics of Zeke. The markings on his neck are called Bloody Shoulder. There's an ancient tale that goes with the story of a bloody shouldered horse. I'm not sure if it's true of all horses but Zeke really is one heck of a horse. I'm not sure if it's because he's a Bloody Shoulder arabian or if it's just him in general. But I truely think I got lucky in bringing Zeke to Borderlands. (oh how I wish the grass was still that green!)

You can't see it in the pictures but Zeke actually has three white hooves and one black hoof. I normally shy away from white hooves after the troubles with King's white, flat feet. But Zeke's hooves are pretty strong. Have I mentioned how much I like him?! :-)

I haven't really gotten a chance to try him out on a real ride but just puttering around the yard with him has been enjoyable. He reminds me so much of Ace. The previous owner said he was 14 years old but his back tells a different story. I guess I don't really care what age he is. I did see in a catalog a saddle pad for swayback horses. I'm contemplating ordering it just for Zeke.

I received my hay yesterday too. I'll blog about it another time. But least to say I am less stressed by having 70 large square bales stored in my hay shed and hay barn. It's a good feeling. Now I have to patiently wait for the bill. uuugh

I also made the decision this week that I have to call the about Bob. I was going to do it yesterday but wanted to enjoy the day. So I'm making the call tomorrow. I know you all might think that I'm being a weiny but that's fine. I do not like to play god. And it seems November is the month I have to play god. I had to make the same decision last year in November and now I'm doing it again. I hate November. I hate playing god. I've actually been in such turmoil this entire week knowing that I need to just do it. I guess this is the price I have to pay for having older horses.

Sorry, I don't mean to bring everyone down but my heart is pretty heavy right now and I'm struggling with the idea. I have to keep reminding myself that even though it's hard for me, I'm doing the right thing. I'm not sending them down the road to a fate unknown.

And speaking of fates unknown, there's another big horse sale December 5th. It's being held at the same place that I got Longhorn. It never ends. So many lives that will have their own turmoil and new uncertain fates. It makes me exhausted just thinking about it.

I know I can't save them all but I guess I can make a difference in a few. And even though they may only have a few short years here, I've tried to make them as happy as I can. I want them to know that when they pass, they will pass with dignity and respect; and will be greatly missed and loved.