Stories
Gone Ishing
My long love affair with the horse Ishiwah
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For eighteen years I enjoyed the companionship of the remarkable horse Ishiwah.
Together we are mated souls. We are a centaur. We have explored every nook and cranny for miles around the house and beyond.
We are most obviously connected by the reins between my hand and his mouth, but he can read my mind...or at least he senses every nuance of my body language, so the reins are secondary.
For miles the country around my house, in the heart of the central Yellowstone plateau, is wonderful horse country.
I have seen many interesting sights between his ears. Here we are ten miles west into the valley overlooked by the house just as the last snows are disappearing and the valley is greening.
We have seen many a rainbow together.