Bye, Bye Rylee

We sit today saddened at the loss of Rylee the mule. She left us yesterday for a new home. She was scared to leave, you could see it in her eye, but she is going to a good home. Her new friends love horse packing in the mountains and they are excited to have a new project in getting her ready. We on the other hand have too many equines and we had to cut back. We never did sell the two mares. I seemed to talk everybody who was interested out of wanting them. But Rylee's new owners didn't seem fazed to hear of her mischievous ways and high jumping antics. And after the accidents, I just don't have the nerve to dive into her training. But still, we miss her. We will miss her untying ropes and opening gates and harvesting fruit and jumping the fence and hooking the rope under the lead horse's tail (she does it on purpose) and chasing and leaping and kicking at Kate the dog. We will miss her love when she is always the first to run down the hill to greet you and stick her nose in your car and breath her sweet mule breath in your nose. Bye, Bye Rylee. We will come visit you soon.