Out Our Way: Don't mess with my beloved! - Zechariah 2:7-9

Out our way, it is not unusual to find folks making lifelong friendships, and we see it in critters as well. When I would arrive at the paddock, Doc would usually come up to the gate, ears alert and sometimes whinney a greeting. Yes, we had a bond - but that was nothing compared to the attachment he had to his paddock mate, Babe.

Now Babe was a small, absolutely beautiful sorrel paint mare that Doc adored. As she was deathly afraid of cows, she stayed behind when Doc and I joined Charlie on the Tiger Ridge, but when the Ex and I just rode for pleasure, my beloved rode Doc's beloved and we...