Adam, who lives less than two miles from us, pastures his horse, Tude, on our farm; Jessica, his girl friend, is trying out a mare she might buy; if she buys the mare, they'll keep her here, too.
They decided to spend the holiday weekend camping out at Blue-Gray park with their horses. My grandson, Arick, (Adam is his second cousin) thought it sounded like fun, and asked if he could take my horse, Blue, and go with them. My first thought was this: No way will I turn the horse of my dreams loose with a twenty-year-old boy who knows nothing about horses.
Then I remembered why I bought this particular horse. I wanted a horse that other people could enjoy with me... children, grandchildren, neighbors.
And Blue can always use more exercise and conditioning than he gets from me, by myself.
Adam and Jessica know horses, so I asked them to look out for my baby (that would be the horse, not my grandson).
I think everyone will be better off for the events of this weekend. I just hope I live through it.