In a rain storm of Biblical proportions, in a borrowed trailer, with the husband, the daughter’s boyfriend and the daughter all frantically trying to finish a new horse stall built into an old barn, Kayak arrived at the Foster Family Farm. His new home. Too many issues at the professional stable he’s been at, and the desire to save about 80.00 a month in boarding fees, had us seek a new residence for the pony. Enter the brother and sister in law with the farm.
The daughter pulled her wet, filthy horse from the field at the stable and we carted him to his new home. And he liked it! 
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