September 15, 2012
I went to the high pasture today. I thought I would not go there without Hoover. I had waited so long for him to come with me. I am not sure why I trotted up there today – it is hot and there is no grass there since the rains stopped. I just galloped! I was alone – none of the other horses had any interest in a high, dry field. Maybe I had hoped to find Hoover there.
I have been trying hard to become a part of Equamore. I have made friends, I am less fearful, some of the horses are beginning to appreciate my sense of humor, and some look to me for guidance. But I miss Hoover. Leading is lonely. Magic helps a lot.
I am hoping that wherever Hoover passed to, he can see what I saw today – a huge and beautiful valley stretching for miles, and scores of horses in the distance in their herds, grazing unafraid. Maybe Hoover is in the high pasture and I just can’t see him. Or maybe I am so high there that he can see me! I know he would be proud that I trotted up there without him.
In the spring, I really want to lead Magic to the high pasture. He is having problems with his feet now, like Hoover, but I am patient with my friends. Next time, we will go together.
I am Thor and I am an Equamore horse.
