As Seth poured a scoop of horse feed into the feed bin in the first horse's stall, Kirlin leaned his head over the adjoining stall and gently pushed Seth's shoulder with his muzzle and snorted. Seth looked over his shoulder, and Kirlin's eyes were sad and forlorn as he snorted and pawed the ground with his right front hoof.

"I know, boy," Seth said as he rubbed his nose. "Briana will be home soon."

Kirlin snorted again, and then shook his head from side to side. ...