What kind of person would drive 2,400 miles to rescue one abandoned blind horse, with a promise to take care of its overgrown feet while she's at it?
Get some answers here, from her blog (check out her front truck plate at right--which pretty much says it all.)
I will get to meet Mikey for the first time tomorrow. Meanwhile, I hope she's ridin' down the highway in good form, that her tires stay good, and that she's successful with her second agenda (which you can read about on her blog, and has to do with a certain popular vice).
As I've said before on this blog: Sometimes, for whatever reason, a gal just needs a road trip.