The Howie Chronicles

Poor Howie, he has so much going on. As the farrier said, "It tough being a teenager!" He is still recovering from his spill on the blacktop, he was growing foot so fast he needed reset a week early, he corked himself and just barely missed taking a good chunk out of his coronary band, and, as if that weren't enough, he is losing his third bottom incisors. This got me thinking, what would Howie want the Tooth Fairy to bring him if he put his teeth under the pillow? My first guess would be a very large bag of carrots, but the more I think about it perhaps one of those universal translators they had in the Star Trek series so he could be even more specific in what he tells me! Maybe it's rather telling when you can't think of anything your horse needs--no--he's not spoiled, he just well taken care of, yea right. Of course there is always the nice new bridle or halter, or comfy new blanket, but those are just things. He lives in a barn that is a palace, he gets turned out overnight with friends, his coat glistens with the sheen that only comes from good nutrition, he has an army of people that watch over him, and he has me, his biggest fan. What more could a horse ask for?