RIP Staccato

 

The neighbor's horse, Staccato, and his friends, often escaped their corral and dined on the grass right outside my studio. I loved to watch them and hear them. I gave the neighbor this little picture of him as I heard he had to be put down. He lived to be 27. I was a little embarrassed as I came to find out this is not Staccato but another one of their horses. Oh well, I gave them the picture      
     anyway. I  hope they'll get a chuckle out of the story.