Horsewoman, Has Your Neighborhood Gone to the Dogs?
I traipsed across Minnesota and North Dakota through factory farms and cemeteries this summer. Trying to link childhood memories with...
Shhh… We’re Being Watched.
The week started with a needle in my forehead. You just knew it was going to improve. Then each day...
An Anniversary Promotion From a Dead Horse
Today is a big anniversary for me. Here is the thing about anniversaries; they only matter to the ones having...
Cowboys and Liberals
When people talk about the romance of farming, I think they've watched too much TV and read too little Steinbeck....
Spring Fever and Trailer Loading
You've been home all winter, working outside until the tips of your fingers sting. Carrying fifty-pound bags of feed over...
How Long Must Animals Suffer?
And yes, in Colorado it is perfectly legal. Warning: I'm writing about death because I hope to make peace. If...
When Horses Ask For Help
She is a woman of a certain age. A retired wildlife biologist who wears Crocs when weather permits, and muck...
Calming Signals and Playing Poker with Horses.
I can't remember my age when I first saw Dogs Playing Poker, the famous painting by Cassius Marcellus Coolidge. It...
Count to Three and Jump… It’s a New Year
It's the week between Christmas and New Years. And call it a holiday tradition, but I have no idea what...
How To Become a Horse Whisperer
In fifth grade, they pulled us out of class for hearing tests. They clamped skinny black headphones on us and...
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