From Moshi Issue 79

Who are you? Who are you, REALLY? Being who you really is not an easy task. I’m a Friesian, born in Holland, and imported to the USA. I’m different from most horses in that I have feathered legs. Some of the horses at the barn tease me about it, calling me...

From Indy Issue 79

Wow! I got lots of email about Lobby! Thanks to your suggestions, I did find him! So many of you were close and a few of you were right on! Thanks for your help! Jane and I found him in the truck! He could see the sky through the windshield but never felt the rain. He...

From Moshi Issue 78

I’m a people whisperer. A Moshi Level Five People Whisperer, to be exact. Fellow horses come to me when they are confused by their people and ask what their person really meant by their crazy people language. These poor confused horses say things like, “my...

From Indy Issue 78

I ate the cat. Okay.. that’s not true, but there are times when I wish I could. She makes me so mad! We’ve called a truce, but I’m still upset. She said she would tell me where Lobby, my stuffed lobster, is hiding, if I promise to catch a rabbit for...

From Moshi Issue 77

Two brains. That’s right, I have two brains. So do you. The difference is, you have a bundle of nerves called the corpus collasum between the two halves of your brain that lets the sides chat. My brain doesn’t have that. It’s true that my brain, or...