Money

Money

A number of years ago, I took a job as an office manager for a woman starting her art business. She is a very talented artist and specialized in “all things horse.” I was to get her set up and organized, and I also helped with orders and shipping things that had sold.
The very best part of the job was helping with her two horses. The owner and the other employee would tease and say, “Well, it’s about 3:00 – I guess it’s time to feed — ” and I would be halfway to the stable.
Money, I was told, was a retired carriage horse; he would pull the carriage through the streets of a city, giving people rides. He was close to 13 years old when I knew him back in 2005, and was a sweet, gentle boy that was bought to be a companion to a retired race horse (who was much more high strung and “sassy”!).
While my time with the artist and Money was short, I feel blessed to have been able to have this experience. There is just nothing that can compare to being nuzzled by so great a creature.
This photo was taken nine years ago (1-21-05).