Yesterday's forgotten, mom

Just as mysteriously as they vanished, the ponies are back, and their tiny halters are hanging on their hooks. The ponies looked at me, and I imagined they were saying, "We're not telling!" so the mystery remains. I replied, "I'm sorry to see you didn't find yourselves a new home last night."

I went to visit Baasha quickly, and he was dozing in the shade. I inspected all his wounds and they look OK. Then he put his forehead into my chest and held it there, eyes half closed. What's this? He forgives me for getting us hopelessly lost for hours yesterday? Or maybe he just wanted to say, "It's you mom, the one I trust." I'm not sure if horses can love people, but they can definitely trust, and I think that was his meaning today. It's good to be so connected with him, seeing him every day for 1.5 weeks now, and sometimes twice a day. I kissed his nose and said "I love you" and left him. He walked out into the newly opened pasure, lush and green with fully recovered grass, where I hope Sharif will let him eat to his heart's content.