One of my favorite memories concerned Maggie when she got
tangled in her picket line. The motor home shook at 2 in the morning, I
was out in a flash in t-shirt and undies, and there stood Maggie all tangled
up. I should add that we were in the midst of putting the ride on.
Hubby handed me a knife but I managed to get Maggie's halter unbuckled and got
her untangled. She never moved an inch and somehow my beating heart stayed
in my chest. Once she was all straightened out, I gave her a huge hug and
told her she was okay. Then my witchy old mare who loves to play games
with me, gave me a huge hug by wrapping her neck and head around me!! What
a horse, never will be another one like her.
Jeanie
