I watched the horses coming up today for water. I could see someone struggling in the back, having a hard time keeping up. It was old GW, the grandkids horse.
In spite of the frigid weather I didn’t hesitate to run out and catch him and put him with a couple of calves we got and are going to feed for the winter. I feel bad for him having to hang around cows instead of his buddies but I love him too much to risk the unthinkable.