Flitterpated

I've agreed to help someone get their horse loaded in a trailer tomorrow. The horse, a young Morgan I met and rode once a year ago, is too green and skittish for his owner's experience and comfort level, so she is moving him from the stable where she never rides him to her mom's acreage. The Morgan's owner wants a quiet, dependable horse for occasional trail rides; I found her young Morgan to be very much like Axel, my old Morgan dancing partner. It is too early to know what will come of this, but a possible trade has been discussed. The lady is coming tomorrow morning to meet Russell before we move her horse. Gulp.