Last night, I got a call on my cell phone that gripped my heart with icy fingers. It was Russell's new mom, not sure whether she should call me or Rick first. Russell was colicking, in obvious discomfort with a heart rate of 70 bpm. Rick headed out to see what he could do, and I prayed.
Rick got home three hours later bearing good news, and Tami called this morning to say that Russell is still doing well, eating and drinking and comfortable. She told me again how wonderful he is, and repeated what her evening chore girl had said: "He's such a nice horse; he can't get sick!" I'm so glad to be posting about a happy outcome!
Then I saw this little film clip on a dressage blog I follow. Like the narrator says, Reckless' story deserves to be told, so I'm doing what I can to that end. Grab a tissue; here's to great horses!