Chapter Five: Later That Evening
It was later that evening and Jeff and I were drinking tea at the kitchen table, looking at what our day looked like tomorrow.
"We have the vet coming at three to look at Panther's foal," said Jeff. Our prize mare, Panther's Special Gift, a pure black Thoroughbred, had given birth to a small pure chestnut filly a few days ago that we named Lass. When Lass was born, her knees were bent inward a little bit, which is bad for a foal.
"What else have we got going on tomorrow?" I asked.
"Well, Lizzie, Gordo and Miranda are coming for their lesson at four," said Jeff.
"They are?" I said in a confused voice.
"Yeah. This is their summer break and they signed up for horseback riding tomorrow. Which horses are available tomorrow?" said Jeff.
"How about Ginger, Zeke and Mississippi," I said smiling at him.
"Sounds good. Which horse for which rider?" asked Jeff.
"Ginger for Lizzie, Zeke for Gordo and Missi for Miranda," I replied.
"Okay. See you in the morning," said Jeff.
"Are you going to check on the horses?" I asked.
"Yup. I'll also check on Applesauce's bite. I hope it isn't too bad," said Jeff.
"Okay. Tell Applesauce that I said hi and give her a pat for me,"
"Will do," said Jeff as he headed out the door.