Nightingale, Annie, and Me
Nightingale is my last horse. She was born here as was her mother, Jessie Anne. One by one Jessie Anne and her mother Polly grew old and crossed the Rainbow Bridge. My beloved gelding, Mr. Smith, was the last one left with Nightingale. Then in 2022, he, too, passed on. Nightingale was devastated. She cried and cried but there was no one to answer her. It was heartbreaking. No matter how much attention I gave her, it was not enough. She called and called. But then... Nightingale found Annie, our livestock guardian dog. And decided, near as we can figure, that Annie was her foal. They became inseparable. If Annie escaped the field, which she loved to do, Nightingale went out with her and they explored the neighborhood together. We learned to be very careful keeping gates securely shut. Gradually, Nightingale stopped searching for her former herd mates. She has never stopped keeping track of her surrogate "foal" Annie. This year, 2025, Nightingale is 21 years old and st...