1998-2024
Mica
She was gentle as all get out and a had speed and stamina. She could sit and spin out from underneath you if you didn't know what you were doing. [A reining fool!]
But most of all her talents were her temperament and willingness to go anywhere and do anything with grace and confidence.
For most of her life, she was my husband's mule. Though I did ride her in the last few years. It is odd that since she was our only grey mule, the other gals ostracized her often.
We will miss you Mica with your coarse mix of braying and whinnies in the mornings and your gentle demeanor.
Run those rich pastures with Fred, Badger, and Cheyanne, I know they are waiting for you over that bridge.