This past week we said goodbye to a few different "pets". Archie's hamster, Scampers, died at the ripe old age of three. Cheyanne lost the last of her fish and Yvette and I sold one of our horses, Midnight. The fish was given a "burial at sea" (if you know what I mean) and Scamper was buried in our growing family pet cemetery that also includes Jayson's hamster "Gidget", Yvette's Guinea Pig "Squeakers", Alexis and Cheyanne's bird, "Ariel" and Tyler and Josh's mouse "Buddy"
Midnight is a former race horse with a over the top attitude! He does not like to ride in a trailer. Yvette and I tried for four Sunday's in a row trying to get him to load, but to no avail. The first try, Yvette got so banged up that she is still off work with a back problem! Last weekend I finally had had enough! When he pulled his head up to let me know he was the boss, I got mad and jerked his lead rope back down hard. I then turned him in tight circles (horses hate that!) and lead him back towards the trailer. I jumped in and to my surprise, he came in also. I was so shocked that I just stood there for a second! Luckily for me, Archie was paying more attention and swung the trailer door closed. Now all I had to do was get myself out of the trailer! Thank goodness for the escape door!
So off we went to take Midnight to his new home in the foothills! He has 10 acres to romp and play in, part of which has an apple orchard in it! Could it get much better for him? It's a very nice place for him to live out the rest of his days. He's over 25 years old, getting up there for a horse. Plus we can go see him when ever we want to! But after all the trouble he was the past four weeks, I may wait a while.