I have missed my horse, Foxie, dearly since coming to Maine to finish my college degree.

Well…my mother went out to the barn where Foxie is in training today. And Foxie refused to come to mother. (I have this knack for picking out animals that are difficult and seem to only like me.) So my mother put me on speaker phone and I called for Foxie as mother held the phone up in the middle of the pasture. And Foxie came over.

Goodness. Might have teared up a little bit.

Definitely a dork. I talked to my horse over the cell phone.