Rounding up horses before breakfast

Today it's been a month since I left my horses back in Tennessee. When I'm at home, I wake up in the morning and still habitually look out the window only to realize that they're not out there waiting for me to come feed them. I wasn't really sure how I would feel once they were gone, but I have to say, it's really hard-- maybe because it was something I'd never gone through before. But it's really sad, because I just feel like part of me is missing.

This morning though, I came downstairs when I heard my dad yelling to my mom to come quick and look out the window. So I did too naturally. And umm, there was a horse out there. So I grabbed some carrots and slowly walked out so I didn't scare him away. First he was a little reluctant to take my carrots, but once he had one, he followed me right into Buddy and K-Rue's old pasture. And he's been there since. I'm pretty sure he's one of my neighbor's horses, apparently Cougar, but whoever he is, I like having him around for the day. =)