|Snapper Follows Todd Like a Puppy|
|The Horse Whisperer|
|No Accessible Water|
Todd crunches across the frozen blades of grass with a two-by-four to try and pound out a hole so the horses can drink. Already the ice is too thick for that.
Plan B has Todd hauling buckets of water to the mares. Each horse empties a 5 gallon bucket. They are thirsty, the grass is going dormant and their owners are mid-divorce each claiming the other is supposed to pick them up.
It's frustrating because we have no feed and now no water. Finally, one side shows up with a horse trailer and they are gone to a winter barn with water and hay.
Already I miss their presence. Grendel has sat at the window, looking for them. The pastures are empty and we await winter.