              
Here you could come for a bit of peace and quiet with only the slight jingling of bits and bridles and the everpresent scent of saddle soap to keep you company. You could get lost in thought as you polished your boots or readied your tack for the next show. Often we held meetings there for our horse show associations. It was a place of serenity and comfort. So I thought... what better place   Because a tack room is made up of bits 'n pieces of everything I thought I'd catalogue some items that need to be shown but don't quite fit on other pages.  Jake's been kind of a bad boy lately and so Patty's been teaching him to drive .... and taking some of that friskiness out of him before riding....
"Today I had Yela in the yard eating. She spooked at something, her lead rope caught on and wheelbarrow and she and the wheelbarrow went running across the street into a hayfield. The rope sliced through the hock and tendon on her far right leg -exposed to the bone and tendon completely severed. The vet said even if we could move her to AIMS vet care center (a four hour drive in a bumpy trailer), he gave her a 5 % chance of survival with infection etc. that would come. Friends saw her and came to help - I'm glad they did - every time I got near her she tried to stand up. I had to stay away so she wouldn't keep fighting. If not for the Steel's help it would have been a bigger mess. I am grateful for them. She was put down with a barbituate combo. It was fast and she didn't feel a thing. Billy will move her to my "site" tomorrow - a place I have told the boys I want to be buried - next to her. I have had that spot declared a family gravesite so that I could be laid to rest next to her when the time came. It never occured to me we would be spending so many years apart." Jauson 
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