A few mornings ago I walked up to the barn, saw Gato resting on the hillside in front of the barn, didn't think anything about it. When I came back out of the barn a few minutes later I saw him flat out, legs flailing. Instant panic mode.
I raced over thinking about what to do. Was he colicking? Having a seisure? He's 29. Anything could happen at this point...and then he stopped. Okay, now what? I still need to figure out what is happening and how to handle it.
I watched him for a few seconds and saw one ear flicking back and forth...sort of like he was asleep and dreaming. I've never seen a horse run in their sleep, so I'm still thinking seizure...and then his lips moved a bit...like he was...dreaming...
"Gato!"
(Rolls up on his chest) "What?"
"Oh, good grief."
(Goes back to sleep)








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