Mo and Yellow Cat

First off, the horse Tom, that is the mare Tom, got a name change. I couldn't do "Tom" for a mare, it didn't fit, it didn't work. So I begged, pleaded and bribed Mark to change it. Of course he changed it because he knew I would call her whatever I wanted anyway. So "Tom" is now "Mo". It wouldn't be my pick, but I can live with it.

Yellow Cat (from the pictures below, you will see we didn't spend as much time with his name as we did Mo's) is one of the barn cats. He isn't really tame, but he isn't wild either. You could probably pet him, but that's the extent of his relationship with people. Yellow Cat will convince you that cats have nine lives because he does things around the horses that should have gotten him killed a long time ago. He likes to eat grain with the horses. He walks the manager and will rub on the horses necks and get in their feed box and eat with them.

Yellow Cat has started hanging out at the arena and round pen. The other night Mark was working with Mo in the round pen and I guess Yellow Cat thought he needed help, so he joined in the fun. Mo didn't seem to mind.

Yellow Cat at a safe distance.
Yellow Cat testing his luck.

Yellow Cat with a death wish.