Was starting to think I might have to >ride
my horse into town to get gas. Now wouldn't that be a picture for
EN.
That is exactly what I had to do once. I ran out of gas, with
horse in tow on a 4 lane highway in Oklahoma. I sat there for a
little while, with flashers on, waiting for a trooper or another horse
person to stop and help. But no one did. So I got my horse out and
saddled him up and rode down to the nearest exit. You can't imagine
how much trash and blowing stuff there is on highways, until you worry
about whether you horse (an Arab) is going to shy at it. I got
off at the exit and then went down the road to the first farm and asked for
help. The people were lovely and so intrigued that I had ridden my
horse down the highway to get help. So we put my horse in their barn, they
had gas and a gas can, and they drove my back to my truck to put in the
gas. Then I followed them back to their house to get my horse.
They insisted I eat and packed me a lunch to take with me.
We still exchange Christmas cards. > Betsy from KS, Reg
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