He lives in a field on the farm, not far from where cattle graze. Once upon a time, he was the farmer’s best friend, a workhorse that wouldn’t quit. When finally, just couldn’t go any further, rather than junk him his owner put him out to pasture as is so commonly done here in the country. He’s near the road, so he can watch the world go by, see the birds and the cows lolling about in the shade near the creek. He’s an old pal, now retired, but he’s still smiling.