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My grandson's horse that we're going to be taking care of got here yesterday while I was on the way back from the VA hospital. The picture is of him eating hay out of my nephew Cordell's hand. I'll try to get some better pictures up soon but the sun was had already dropped behind the woods west of our place by the time I got home last night.

Some background for those of you who haven't been following the story:

Years back (sometime after I moved away) my folks bought my little sister a quarter horse mare named Ginger. When Dad's health got bad enough that he didn't think he could be responsible for a horse any more (Vicki was still too young to be) they sold her and through some sequence of events I no longer remember she ended up belonging to my ex wife and lived out her years in a large pasture at what used to be my ex's grandparents' place. Somewhere along the way she had three colts, including Sunshine, the horse in the picture above. When my grandson got old enough to ask "Which one's mine?" he was told that Sunshine, the youngest of the three, was. Recently Sunshine lost most of his eyesight to parasitic worms of some sort and is no longer capable of finding his way around in the big field where he'd spent his life to date. As a very short term solution some friends of my ex's took him in and kept him in a small pen in one corner of their barn but made it plain the arrangement couldn't be permanent. My ex called my sister and offered to pay her to take care of Sunshine, and to pay for building a new barn and the necessary fences so he could move to the field his mother used to live in and my sister agreed.

At this point Sunshine's in a 20' x 20' pen in our barn lot, which is also not a good long-term solution. The next move is my ex's and we're having trouble getting in touch with her but he needs a barn of some sort and for the big field his mother used to live in to be fenced in; we tore part of the original fence down to replace it with a decorative wood fence, the contractor working in the field behind our place tore part of it up and needs to replace it or pay us for having it replaced, and I'm not really sure why part of it got torn down other than not being needed any more; I think the wind may have blown some limbs down on part of it and Dad may have decided to just tear it all down since he didn't think there'd ever be a horse here again. We aren't happy with how the pen Sunshine's in now turned out, or with how much it cost to get it built, and as soon as my ex sends the money to do it I guess I'm going to be teaching Cordell's 21 year old brother and a couple of his friends how to build a proper fence. We may end up having a barn built or my nephew and his friends may end up building that as well; Sunshine's not used to having a barn to go into but he is used to having hills to move downwind of and I'd feel pretty bad about leaving him out it the weather all winter in a flat field.

I'll try to get some better pictures up before too long. Other than that the situation's pretty much static till we hear from my ex. I'll post more when I know more.