that seems to consist of sorrow on top of pain, and what's the first thing I do? Turn to the horses: last night I walked out into the dooryard, and Phoenix and MareMare came up and shared noses (and Phoenie has been on a "Can't catch me, no sirree" tear). They were sociable again today, and as I sit through a long, lonesome wait at an airport, I find myself turning to rec. equestrian. It may be only a virtual corral fence, but this newsgroup lets me feel the presence of the great comfort and constant through all my years, the feel of horses. Thanks for letting me vent, y'all. Phetsy ======================== Wishing I were a-horseback phetsyATearthlinkDOTnet Other posts:
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